so climb this mountain pebble path in north-west rain, my pilgrimage to where the pacific ocean came and washed away that poison thing. Advertisements
pine spires pierce light through the silver spun net curtain draped loosely over velvet infinity one day i will disappear.
island child, meet the pacific watch your chaos and secrets become quiet magic. in some sudden rush of springtime some cresting blaze of clarity i was caught in cloudbursts, but now it’s crystal clear the gentle blossoming of you.
i think we might be the adventure that never comes to an end.
smoke and saltwater, saturate the scene volcanic dreamscape i’ll call sanctuary it was a vision wreathed in haze and steam under a silver spun infinity
oh swirling patterns, shade this space surreal, for years, this ocean’s been calling me. ethereal sublimity, under dew drop stars on a black sand beach.
as sure and as certain as the silken song of the delicate dusk and the melodious dawn.
i cast his mask out to the sea under dew drop stars, on a black sand beach spell-bound by shifting light, i was lulled to sleep woke to a cosmic dance and to frozen feet.
it was a heaven-sent summertime, luminescent, we’d twist in the august light, and for an instant, i swore that i caught a glimpse of something calmly divine.
where’s your sense of adventure? i’m still ecstatic, enchanted by anything. you said you’ve, lost all your wonder. anticipation could still be sharp on your skin.