493: Blink if you can hear me
The years are collecting, magic diminished and flickering.
… Do something.
Danny James
Tag: blink
August 24, 2014
346: Clashing of aims and atoms
To the mind grateful and content, what is ordinary far exceeds the sensational in radiance and sincerity. The smallest things can catalyse the pivot towards a circuitry of events, a clashing of aims and atoms exciting monumental and irreparable change, flung out across the stars by a mere blink, a breath, and just being.
Grass in Patagonia somewhere, 2013 – 2014
August 31, 2013
80: Farewell the Winter
Can such things be, and apprehend like a Winter Sun?
From its highest seat entirety is touched. Woe into dew thaws, the intellect has no answer at last. An eye cannot bear to blink. No face is unfelt of its warmth, no heart left uncheered beneath, nor does any farewell quite endear, as when it still glistening recedes behind tomorrow. The coming Spring is quite forgot.
