I entered the room.
I sat.
I saw the lamp.
Yellow and oranges.
Darkness and light.
Just a lamp.
Laying low calls me.
I am.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
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Visions and images: Layers of meanings upon time. A dark and fuzzy dialogue with the Universe. Where am I? O Lord, What will the sun bring to our doors?
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