choose
Posted on Aug 9th, 2007
by
luna mer
in infinite darkness, in the void of mystery, in the swing and swirl of chaos...
somewhere, something small is speaking.
somewhere, something big is brewing.
brooding.
burning to come to life.
volume outweighed and outwitted by precise silence.
this bucket bursts and bottoms out.
a fierce rush breaks loose all form and we are on our way,arms high and throats sore, to the sinking or swimming.
at some point, in the pointlessness, we must shake hands and secure the delicate agreement to stay. otherwise, the tether to go shakes us like a paper kite with even a simple, liveable breeze.
Image is from David U. Nightingale at www.chromasia.com good and yesss!
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Very cool.