Let love fly
High in the sky
Let it spread far and wide
A reflection of the sea and sky…
The butterfly descended upon the flowers,
where it rested from a long, long journey.
Healing, renewing, awakening,
the butterfly ascended, reborn.
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…