After the winter comes..
a promise, a promise
After the snows fall
and away away
After the hurts heal
and long are the days
After the end
will it ?...
Will it... begin... again?
This strikes at such a deep emotional level that I do not have the right words to describe it.
Starward
Thank you.
Existence as a great arc - that bends back and imperceptably arrives and spins out again. Nice writing - Stella -
This strikes at such a deep
This strikes at such a deep emotional level that I do not have the right words to describe it.
Starward
Thank you.
Thank you.
Time As A Circle
Existence as a great arc - that bends back and imperceptably arrives and spins out again. Nice writing - Stella -