lørdag 19. september 2015

With the rising sun, we see a painted sky forever moving yet still as light becomes colour---Water is falling-- You turn one side, eyes open... And there: From my morning walk to day.


This is my nature,
Life's brief and fleeting natures proves
It must be a dream.
For me, as the dreamer...




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