Love is the crucial presence that “being away” anticipates. Absent the sun is its prior sentiment. The emptiness come to life in death, is Love extant—wait for the world to turn away to find its conspicuous, excessive darkness.
Great Horned Owl
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Love is the crucial presence that “being away” anticipates. Absent the sun is its prior sentiment. The emptiness come to life in death, is Love extant—wait for the world to turn away to find its conspicuous, excessive darkness.
Great Horned Owl
