::imaginative introspection::

Imagine that all life is an illusion. All that exists is this moment. No past, no future, each memory, every plan, a part of the illusion. Life, in a photograph.

Do you like the image of yourself?

Sunday, July 26, 2009


Sun warms skin even as I shiver against that breeze.
I watch you smile, climbing to meet me.
Settling in for a nap in the grass I realize this is beautifully easy.
Waking in your arms ready to face the night
where in the dark we walk, towards the sunrise
and when we reach the ocean, then we will sleep in the dark again.

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