Creative Practice Day 58
General Summary
When all the shops lay empty
the ports lay quiet
and the skies are stirred only by wind and feather
when the land rests dark at night
and the stars shine like Eden
And the roots and creeping things
have made all things new
When the highways
once bright and thrumming
are overgrown,
lost to expanding green
When no human sin taints creation
Then my soul will rest
Report Date
19 Dec 2025
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