The Arts

#830- A Crystalline Moment

The steam off my teacup mirrored tendrils arising from the frozen lake. Dawn was teasingly lifting her veil as glints of Light flashed between the treeline spaces. It had begun, the ever new choreography of liminal moment and undulating rhythms of Darkness receding to blush between advancing Gold. This was my crystalline space…the silence…the steam…the […]

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