The empty fields will breath darkness until giving way to the increasing light. What today is hidden in shadows will slowly be revealed. What will you see when the night becomes the day?
Each day while comprising the experiences of the previous, is itself new, and waiting for what you make of the time.
Emerging from the past into the present I continue to pursue the future always chasing the light whether day or night.
White snow absent of mind dusts, absent of tree shadows and raven wings. White snow becomes the moon filled river. White snow becomes the expanding horizon. White snow becomes what we bring, what we perceive. An empty canvas, the empty field becomes a blank page and the contents of our full minds, the charged emotions […]
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