Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation. |
| I told Sunset about you Sunset hid behind your clouds but I knew she was listening. I told her about how you lit up my days with the mere echo of your voice, your face fading over time until only your radiant smile remained. Perhaps what can't be said in this lifetime was forged in the past or will be revealed in the next. Only Dawn will know after this short night. Give her my love. © Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.149.s] (6.juni.2021) |