"Deterioration of Space":
In the void's embrace, galaxies fade, erased,Planets crumble, their beauty effaced, A symphony of entropy, in space embraced. Yet amidst decay, the cosmos finds grace.
"Deterioration of Space":
In the void's embrace, galaxies fade, erased,Planets crumble, their beauty effaced, A symphony of entropy, in space embraced. Yet amidst decay, the cosmos finds grace.
He walks into her apartment which smells like patchouli, lavender and chamomile followed by a hint of mint tea. Conversing, she follows a stream of magical uncertainty punctuated by wisdom on the 1/2 hour
Wisdom surrounds us. I imagine wisdom as an osprey flying high in the sky, calling loudly
who answers its call
who surprisingly says yes
who hears, “Here's what you requested.”
who says, “We believe it's you.”
Freedom. Not just one assists in the world
not just one says yes
not just one says ok
not just one says what can I do