Daydreams, written with a feather on your soul, gentle reminders of the future.
Month: September 2014
Dancing in the clouds, feet on fire, all you can dream is possible.
The jester is no one’s fool. He dances with the trees, laughs with the clouds. When death comes, he opens his heart.
When the soul has been ignited, there is no way to stop the inner explosion.
Kneeling at the bottom of the sea, waves of light wash over me, what you catch is what you see
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