Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Saturday, May 12, 2007

Saturday Morning


Slowly feel the warmth of movement as your hands touch what only the spirit dare. Allow the dreams like a ocean wave to mystically cleanse the soul leaving behind the sediments of love, hope and desire. The fragments of life weather many a storm to build grain upon grain a foundation that explores unimaginable depths and soars the highest of heights, beyond the limitations of ones own mind.

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