A Fragile Thought for Monday, January 9, 2006

Monday, January 9, 2006

Frozen Circle

The silence of the birds pervades my space. Darkened clouds float impassively towards nothing. Bits of shattered ice drift towards the chasm only to discover that they had been there once before time endlessly channeled itself to the other side. Original Influence ©2006 Sign in to see full entry.

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