Thursday, 1 August 2013
The Sun rose over the small ocean whitecaps.
The gulls punctuated the light orange sky as if they were the ellipsis in a sentence of some forgotten deity.
From the west, the last nightly stars twinkled a slow good bye.
The mind was appeased by caresses of soft tendrils of indolence.
Now, the fluence of Nirvana closed over itself giving room to nothingness.
The music is a fragment of "Waiting Sunrise" by Mark Enfroy.
© 2013 Od Liam.