Field of blue,
Cascades of white;
Soft and true,
So very bright,
So warm when light
Pours through the glass.
The docile sheep
Rest on the field
And I rest on
A fluffy cloud.
All in all,
Where I rest.
Red bloomed in her vision
And she fell farther
When you sneeze so hard, it hurts.
Also, henceforth, the wild scrawl in the word balloon shall be known as a mood scribble.
Photo edit of a spontaneous idea.
In case anyone’s wondering, no, the junkie hasn’t given me the remote back.
Art inspired by the Persona series.
A tile pattern from long ago, its meaning lost to time…
All things come to me in time.
I know not when or how, but one day, you will come to me.
You need not hurry. I need not take you early.
You see me when leaves change color and fall from their trees.
You see me when buildings wither and break.
You see me when living creatures breathe one last time.
When the light of the last star fades from the universe,
Then and only then will I change. I will become my other self.
I will become birth, and all that was shall live again.
I was here long before you were born,
And so shall I remain long after you die
For I am the force that moves the cycle of life.
Happy Year of the Dog!
This one brought a gift. What a sweet puppy.
Though winter goes on,
Daylight grows each day.
So does hope spring back.
Bonus points if it feels literal.