“Watching wild landscapes I forget distance and come to the water’s edge.” - Wang Wei
always, at the beginning of autumn, i feel a longing to become a small, dry leaf and be carried by the wind ... this isn't a wish for death, i think, but rather a desire for transformation ...
It is as if the leaves are ghosts racing since they are no longer tethered.
incredible, isn't it, these simple things? somehow they are monumental.xoerin
always, at the beginning of autumn, i feel a longing to become a small, dry leaf and be carried by the wind ... this isn't a wish for death, i think, but rather a desire for transformation ...
ReplyDeleteIt is as if the leaves are ghosts racing since they are no longer tethered.
ReplyDeleteincredible, isn't it, these simple things? somehow they are monumental.
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