24 Sep 2015 Leave a comment
Tags: art, journal, photography, poetry, possibilities, Story, wonder
I awoke this morning within a cloud not knowing what lay arms distance away.
All was silent. No coyote nor human sounds.
Inside a cloud all is possible.
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