Shape shifting
Fading into shadow
rowing in a river of silence
icy winds circulate
slipping into
mist dreams
Circulate and
navigate
unknown spaces
Like clouds
morphing
Invisibility
wraps around and
becomes
Everything
Oblivion
07 Thursday Aug 2014
Posted in Journyeing
Your writing is exquisite. I’m glad to have your blog — I know, as time goes on, it will become something that I reach for each day for a sense of peace. love you, Sarah
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Our writing is a continuum that springs forth from genetic connections with our ancestors and winds into the infinity of those who will live and die long after we have become sentient dust
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