Absolutely stunning ... I swear I think you have carte blanche over at the Quantum Cafe ... this micropoem is absolutely beautiful ...
Oh, thank you, sweet man... I'm glad you like it.
I know this state of being well; it's a very fertile place. Feel like I'm waiting for revelations to come out of that sky, or up from those sands...Soul stirring.
Flying without "instruments" is scary, but always brings forth new perspectives, and always worth it... Thanks, Seth!
Can you imagine living there and no time exists? I guess it's just a wild thought. Lovely picture.
It would take some getting used to, but I'm willing to try... :)
Nourishment for the imagination!
Oh, I like that ... something we all can use. Thanks!
It certainly does...
The stars are warmed by desert dust. Angelic Host maybe, playing in a purple sky! A beautiful poem and image. I love the "stars in decending order". Isn't it amazing looking at the night sky, and seeing more and more stars as the eyes become accustomed to the dark!(Thank you for your kind words and encouragement on my site, it means a lot. Pxx)
Peter, You have a poem there... "stars warmed by desert dust ... angelic host plays in purple sky." :)) Nothing like the night sky, especially above the desert...You are most welcome...
This really shows your free spirit. I think you already knew that. Very nicely done. Often times less is more. I like your focus.
It does speak to my truest self... Thank, you, Steven.
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