Darkness sees no fault. No human imperfection as far as genetics are concerned. Shadows cannot lie, for their very being is an absolute image. Reflected only in the presence of light, yet there is no prejudice. The still of night carries with her a sense of peace, every whisper amplified yet each word lost in translations. Oh how long shall the shadows I've so long embraced play garment,cloak to my eternal night?
Thursday, January 31, 2013
1/31/13
For all the clouds within the sky, for every drop of blue that escapes beneath a veil of clouds, I find it all to be so beautiful. Especially during those morning hours when the clouds, these clouds, my clouds...are the first things I see