A beautiful day in brisbane yesterday.
This river city holds ancient artifacts, still echoing with the life that once touched them, needed them, and lived through them... Creatures of long ago hunch patiently in the quiet, damned by the past and now a keepsake for the future. Life wiggles up through the ground and heads for water as large beasts roam the land, as wings reach out for the first time in history and flap.
Tender reeds sway in the tide amongst sucking mud, and soaring green life shoots into a hidden dreamtime; that space where the future unravels and seeps back to tempt and stroke the present, beckoning us forward with its map of all to come. The water courses and ripples faster to meet the sunshine sparkles as they hit it. The sun beats down and the heat of it claims everything as its own.
The buzz starts deep in my yellow stomach and leaps upward to meet my ripe green heart. It is all warmth spreading through my chest and outward touching on everything. Every cell in my indigo mind zings as my heart sends a million messages to my crystal bright head. I cannot sleep. It is all I can do to keep breathing blue air down my throat and into my lungs.
A shooting star arcs through the heavens and over my head as it winks out of existence and re-joins the blackness.
Tender reeds sway in the tide amongst sucking mud, and soaring green life shoots into a hidden dreamtime; that space where the future unravels and seeps back to tempt and stroke the present, beckoning us forward with its map of all to come. The water courses and ripples faster to meet the sunshine sparkles as they hit it. The sun beats down and the heat of it claims everything as its own.
The buzz starts deep in my yellow stomach and leaps upward to meet my ripe green heart. It is all warmth spreading through my chest and outward touching on everything. Every cell in my indigo mind zings as my heart sends a million messages to my crystal bright head. I cannot sleep. It is all I can do to keep breathing blue air down my throat and into my lungs.
A shooting star arcs through the heavens and over my head as it winks out of existence and re-joins the blackness.