Saturday, January 13, 2007

nature speaks

The crystal blanket suckles light from the air,
And a halo of dream-glow permeates the prism-land of
Opportunity, redemption, release, and remorse.
Beauty never lasts, but as a state of consciousness it appears suddenly like a storm,
And then fades away as quickly as it came, sometimes leaving quietly, and sometimes dying like a person.

And the beauty, and the lover, always reflects what we are back at us, or rather, reflects what kind of beauty we are capable of seeing.

I’m eating the thoughts

“We do not see the world as it is, but as we are.”


Anonymous said...

PS--ask me about Beethoven's Eroica

TrixSta said...

beautiful pictures David. Where?

May all beings be Free and in Love.

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