A blog of written and visual stories from a second life
∴ What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness. That is what I do. I am biting, freezing, chilling sweetness, in the guise of white and burning frost. Continue reading✤ Winter royalty . . .
∴ Christmas doesn’t come from a store. Maybe Christmas perhaps means a little bit more.A dream, or a chore, decor,
∴ Fear not this night.
You will not go astray.
Darkness spreads throughout the land
And your weary eyes open silently.
Sunsets have forsaken all
The most far off horizons.
Nightmares come when shadows grow.
Eyes close and heartbeats slow.Continue reading✤ Fear not this night . . .
∴ And whilst it may not have been on your list, I see what’s in those eyes of yours . . . Continue reading✤ I’ve been wrapping presents . . .
∴ Purpose. Purpose? I sat looking at the evening sky, wondering what is held in the celestial belly for me. Yet no matter how much I wondered, I could not help asking myself: why? Continue reading✤ Onwards to tomorrow . . . ?