A silent trip
with a hidden
angel..
♥
Lost from
god’s commanding
hand,
seen within a dream
flowing upriver
movement,
♥
blinding astral..
♥
As we navigated time,
one foot
in the moment
the other
in yesterday..
♥
Angelically we
laugh
throughout
our creative play
hidden
from god
in a very unusual way..
This piece inspired
by
a waken dream,
movement in stop time!
i would also like to thank,
those employee’s
of turks on commercial drive,
where i was short,
for my favourite coffee drink!