Smooth sounding rain stroked manifold layers of green quivering leaves
.
Smooth sounding rain stroked manifold layers of green quivering leaves
.
Smooth sounding rain stroked manifold layers of green quivering leaves.
Silence within the great symphony of rain.
Silence whilst listening to a thousand voices of cold tropical drops smashing into leaves and edges.
Silence that is grey;
profoundly incomprehensible.
And a voice that wraps things full of wonder with words full of emptiness.
A sight that dwells endlessly on a dream planet, a dream life.
A layer of skin that pierces darkness and absorbs the world into a
nugget of perception.
To breathe in awe of all surrounding perplexing forms, a close connection with improbability.
Then it stops, the ever-changing new turns old and rigid. Common, ordinary minutes.
Then again and again there is a plan, a prospect. The vertigo of wonder disappears…
routine conquers anew.
Echoing thunder is heard… far beyond the touchable.
To be one with what has been,
what is
what will be…