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I looked to the stars On a winter night And what I saw is true A thousand wishes Burning bright In the sky I thought I knew I heard their whispers Calling out From the sky, so deep and...
Abu Dabu watched, Abu Dabu prayed, Kneeling east to Mecca, Abu Dabu stayed Still and frozen, lost in time Abu Dabu listened, Abu Dabu wept, For all the long years passing, Abu Dabu kept, Still and...
Engulfed in a meticulous nature. Unblemished by man. Afar from the City's eye,. For it is a sham. Where Time is not valued. And not what you'll miss;. Feel the rhythm of the wind.
#halloweenparty. #acorns. Breathe deep a gathering gloom. Sunlight's leaving every room. Bleeding through the nooks and cracks. To be replaced by inky blacks. The purple dusk has gone to ground.
The stars in the sky The are's. and the whys.
Tempting is the thought of warmth in the face of sour wind. Pushing through the air, thick with the microbial crystals of ice, breathing heavily and sharply inhaling feeling the chill I move through.
I don't think I have laid my eyes on anything more beautiful than an Irish summer sky at dawn. So transient, ethereal. It reaches out to me and gives me warmth.
I wonder if a humble speck of sand so small tiny microscopic is aware it is part of something bigger.