Tuesday, July 7, 2015

In the Great Divide







This morning I hovered briefly betwixt darkness’ and light’s brief divide
with the magic of my dream world still dancing across my skin,
and the angels weaving their magic in my naked mind.
So I touched on them with remembrances
of a freedom the waking world frowns upon,
the gratifying rituals which you from me demand,
and I linger in this abyss of suspended animation,
for a time I am not of this earth.



5 comments:

  1. Freedom is everything. Really lovely piece and that's a lovely image.

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  2. the atmosphere of the words is just as surreal as the photo. so lovely.

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  3. That's the absolute best time of the day, in between two atmospheres. You capture it perfectly.

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