He talks to the empty air, sometimes she listens…

empty air

Part of the songs of sorrow collection


He talks to the empty air, sometimes she listens, nods yes or no with silent consideration.

Other times she won’t look — and pretends the wind carries her far away; he is not for her.

And then, sometimes when he whispers her name, softly, with great care - she is simply not there.

Mila (Jacob Stetser)

Mila is a writer, photographer, poet & technologist.

He shares here his thoughts on Buddhism, living compassionately, social media, building community,
& anything else that interests him.

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