or a tapestry made of tiny jewels, or a spider’s web covered in dewdrops, or a blanket of lace, made of light, empty, and yet appearing as everything.
today was laced with a dreamy glow that never left me since morning. the crisp light, golden, the golden tongue of goddess, quietly licking the morning with a coat of shimmering spit, effortless, spaciousness, playful, light, easy, soft, effortless, spaciousness.
light is happening all around. i respond to it by blinking. all forms float in emptiness like bubbles on a river, each one catching the light and thunder off the softest clouds imaginable.
1 comment:
beautiful photograph, even more beautiful painting.
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