White wings... . March 24, 2014 at 9:53pm I dreamed of a pair of white wings lifting me far up and above meeting the blue sky piercing the clouds feeling the breeze refreshing and reviving invading through the pores of my soft skin coursing its way through my brain vessels and bring me into I wondered how earth would look like at a distance all the struggle and hustle and bustle all people like little ants running around, busy like and the toy cars queuing up as if put there by a childs hands dilemmas, confusions and the non-ending quest for solutions, conclusions how they lose their importance here, at this place fresh air, oxygen, the chill of the snow drops of rain, smell of blossoming flowers and the bees buzz thats what it feels here like vivaldis four season time passes so slow unmade decisions, all the things ı dither and cant make my mind about loses its validity I sigh with relief and it blows away the misty clouds I pull the sun under my head like a pillow and fall asleep on a piece of cloud never felt this peaceful in my life...
Posted on: Mon, 24 Mar 2014 19:55:48 +0000
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