Hark! The rhythm

Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Firelight

Flickering fire lights,
Hushed, empty darkness speckled,
Eyes shining in awe.



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2 comments:

Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.