A boatafloaton the streamof time. On either bankthe dream;a banquet for the senses.A blazeof colour and livingnessof music and messagesto tempt and amaze;enticements and instant memories;the enchanting voiceof the serpent. Afloaton the streamfrom nowhereto nothing. .
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Livingness, held in place, projects the image of a face. The face itself no more form has than moon on water or shade on glass. Yet fathers forth both tears and laughter, a story of before and after, which sports … Continue reading