Syd

Enveloped

The winter sky

enveloped in a white sheet

 

The way I feel when

everything

becomes a burden

 

the way I feel when

nothing

feels like home anymore

Comments2

  • Diamond

    One's home is on the inside of oneself. Often it takes a lot of turmoil on the outside to finally look in there where home IS.

  • OUTBACK

    NO* - HOME* - REALIZED* - OUTSIDE of ( PRESENCE )* ! ( ONESELF )* !



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