Courier
- Timothy Dale Jones

- Jul 19
- 1 min read
One drop
is how it begins:
an end of a drought,
a deluge of birdsongs
dissolving early darkness,
and kindness returning
over stubborn wounds
while we catch ourselves
alive again a thousand
times a day until an
immensity of unbroken
light fills up our
bruised sky.





I love this one, Tim.