Window to the Soul
Pale dusk. Shabby old houses. Lanterns hanging from walls. Shining. Warm air. Hmmm, feel light. Don't know where I am, Where I'm going. Beautiful. I'm floating. My mind....... Don't know....... Where have I been? Who....... Emmersed in the Here and Now, Like in water, The mind grows clear. Old... Sign in to see full entry.