The cricket sings three songs... sometimes it stops between each one, and other times it's a continuous humdrum which all depends on whom it may disturb. n.r.Williams
Crumbs of souls gather around the furnace.. rubbing shoulders, shaking hands, and fanning the flames together. In time the crumbs become a single soul that moves about with haunting wisdom and hysterical freedom, and if it stands still long enough and the people listen close enough, they will find the crumbs of each soul that gathered on a dark, cold, winter journey. n.r.Williams
For most, it appears that the life of a leaf ends when it falls from a tree, but with every brush of the wind, the leaf lives on to see what's next. So perhaps it's the moment the leaf finds itself underfoot that it's life comes to an end. And yet perhaps, it's not until it's swept up and thrown away. n.r.Williams
Perhaps we are always our past, future, and present. Therefore I am she; the mother, the child, and the single adult... all at once. n.r.Williams #TheVCRDiaries
Easiest way to shut a trap is to speak the Word of God, but the only way to keep a trap closed is to live the Word of God. n.r. Williams #thedecksandtheroad