Perhaps I am afraid of losing you in the void
A place where no thing exists,
Where every thing is
Who will I love if you stop being you
Only shadows dance formless
Weaving textures of life
M
TEXTURES OF ~ ART ~ PHOTOGRAPHY ~ YOGA ~ WORDS ~ POETRY ~ GARDENS
The ocean has many abstract faces that are hidden by the reflection of ambient light. Feeling the experience of expression in artistic creation is facinating. Look deeper! Allow a glimpse of the hidden. |
IN THE AGELESS FACE OF THE ONE I LOVE A MIRROR REFLECTS THE WONDER OF THE COSMOS IN HER EYES I'SANA |
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