What Simply Is
Neutral life Filling it out With our inner eyes Projecting our own colors Onto boundless stillness Keeping track of time In a timeless universe Weaving the fabric Of stories around What simply is ~
Neutral life Filling it out With our inner eyes Projecting our own colors Onto boundless stillness Keeping track of time In a timeless universe Weaving the fabric Of stories around What simply is ~
Little do I know I am soon no more to roam Change is at hand So very close To where I stand An emerald land where myths are alive Where even a wandering soul Can live and thrive Little do I know I am to call it home Or perhaps,
Last entry continued from Foreshadow (I) (can’t ever get enough of these cliffs) To read the story, please click here: Know to be In response to the Weekly Photo Challenge: Foreshadow
Continued from Foreshadow (I) To read the story, please click here: Know to be In response to the Weekly Photo Challenge: Foreshadow
A nomad wandering on Inis Mor gazing across the sea towards the distant shore unaware soon a simple tune will open the long-awaited magical door To read the story, please click here: Know to be In response to the Weekly Photo Challenge: Foreshadow