moving through this world,
ethereal in appearance.
figments of my imagination
twisted by images
of sublime reality.
a world lost
to time
scattered across
a broken
landscape
how the world turns;
inescapable in it's
movement.
the view softens,
subdued hues
wind shaped
clouds.
time slows;
melting with the
exposure.
elemental in nature.
questions asked.
never answered.
persist.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
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