Poetry Stuff that Grabs Me Surrender July 26, 2020 Surrender, the temple is open. All pathways lead, and always shall be. Broken is not in the cells. It feels that way sometimes, right now for example… But with the temple doors always open, Breath is the road,to the path. Quiet now, Surrender. Share this:EmailTwitterFacebookPinterestLike this:Like Loading... #Surrender Post navigation ← Don’t Tell Me New Foundation → About The Naked Composer Father, musician, writer, poet, lover, gardener... View all posts by The Naked Composer → Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. Basic HTML allowed.