Something in my head.
With the daylight came clarity.
The night held terrors
loneliness despite the attempt
to blot it out with chemicals.
A mind running away
Will the daylight
prove the terror
or become just
fear unfounded
a dream.
The night held terrors
loneliness despite the attempt
to blot it out with chemicals.
A mind running away
Will the daylight
prove the terror
or become just
fear unfounded
a dream.
4 comments:
what a beautiful TRUE message! your photos are gorgeous!
These wonderful photos remind me of some of Otto's and my excursions when we were living for a year in Australia. I have tried to work some of those marvelous geological patterns into some of my art work. The poem is thought-prevokong - and a little scary,
Thank you so much for posting the photos and explanation of the sea. I love it! It is always fascinating for me to see the kinds of rock and shells in other parts of the world.
I can't imagine climbing over all those boulders. You must be in terriffic shape!
what a glorious and grand message!!!
wonderful!
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