Away and long time gone.
A flower falls in the river.
Nobody sees it.
A bird turns its head.
Look at you
and flies away.
Thursday, May 27, 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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