Maybe that's it. The passing of thyme in our relative is simply a crawl, but thyme was meant to run, and in its running, the heavens shall dance in its full glory, in different to the runnings of the seeds of Gaia.
Sunday, August 26, 2012
A Wonderful Jewel
An iridescence beyond compare, dazzling from the brightest hues of yellow to the coldest shades of black onyx. This wonderful jewel, which dances in all its vivid colors above us, yet we do not see. But if time were to dash, to make the sky as beautifully radiant as it can be, would our lives be nothing but insignificant compared to welkin?
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