conflict

I like this one, there are a few small things to do in the way of flow but will let you find them and sort, You take care out there, Last time I saw Table mountain the table cloth was at the bottom and the mountain was just poking through there, it's a beautiful place you have there so look after it and yourself, Yours Ian.T

I love this opening line and How you describe the time of evening, when the wind dies down and the sun seeks it’s rest. Is perfect for reflection on all the things that have transpired during the day. Night, our solace, our tormenter. Our solitary friend we talk to and hash out worry with. Is best when it allows us to lay aside our worry and find rest in its arms. Not always the case (when we continue to toss and turn) but then comes a new day, new possibility, new hope to cope with all that may come when light picks up its space. A prayer to guide us and extend its Grace as we face new trials. I hope that made sense.. great write, Again you have touched a chord in my melody. Always Sincere, Tonya

overarching gentleness of this piece. Reflects you well. Clever wordages swell with meaning(s), as in "bank fluorescent tears," "page the angry years," "at night when the blanket covers/the indifference of the day." Thanx, Chuck