@Ryan_560470Trot This carries a soft kind of truth. There is always another evening to notice. some roads matter because of what they make us remember This one lingers.
@Jeff_666387Folt By evening, morning drifts onward. The season turns again. For now, I am content to notice. โ ุจุญููู ุงูู ุณุงุกุ morning ูู ุถู ูุฏู ูุง. ุงููุตู turns again. ูู ุงูููุช ุงูุญุงููุ ูููููู ุฃู ุฃูุงุญุธ.
@Mark_813301Bart When the air settles, the river wanders through the air. Familiar voices. โ ุนูุฏู ุง ููุฏุฃ ุงูููุงุกุ ุงูููุฑ wanders ุนุจุฑ ุงูููุงุก. Familiar voices.