Notice of absence from Tristan Robert Lange
Life is full of seasons. This is a season of transition for me, where I will be moving with my family to a new location. As such, with much logistics to consider, I am doing my best to keep up. Please know if I accidentally don't respond, it is not because I am ghosting or becoming distant. Once things settle after the move, I am sure life will return to some normalcy. In the meantime, and always:
Read 👓, Write ✍️, Rise 🌅, Realize 🤯.
Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Life is full of seasons. This is a season of transition for me, where I will be moving with my family to a new location. As such, with much logistics to consider, I am doing my best to keep up. Please know if I accidentally don't respond, it is not because I am ghosting or becoming distant. Once things settle after the move, I am sure life will return to some normalcy. In the meantime, and always:
Read 👓, Write ✍️, Rise 🌅, Realize 🤯.
Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
The morning is empty,
Silent and hollow,
Yet, full with hope
Of things not to be.
Awakened from sleep
but not yet conscious,
The mind stirs up
A cup of anticipation.
In the frigid air
The jagged winter bites.
Its teeth of ice tear
Through warm, tender flesh.
What will be, alas,
Is yet to be known.
The horror of uncertainty
Becomes a doomed reality.
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Author:
Tristan Robert Lange (
Offline) - Published: January 19th, 2017 23:48
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Comments2
A superb piece - it reads so well
Thanks for your feedback!
brilliant.. the last two lines really make it 🙂
Thank you! 🙂
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