Day 44 ... the sun is hiding đ
Good evening. đź✨️đȘđ§♂️
“Drift” is a poem that explores physical concreteness and human spirituality. Is it in her dreams or in her psyche that she sees another dimension?
「æŒæ”」ăŻ、ç©ççăȘć ·äœæ§ăšäșșéăźçČŸç„æ§ăæąæ±ăăè©©ă§ă。ćœŒć„łăć„ăźæŹĄć ăèŠăŠăăăźăŻć€ąăźäžă§ăăăă、ăăăšăćœŒć„łăźçČŸç„ăźäžă§ăăăă？
Good evening. đź✨️đȘđ§♂️
“Drift” is a poem that explores physical concreteness and human spirituality. Is it in her dreams or in her psyche that she sees another dimension?
「æŒæ”」ăŻ、ç©ççăȘć ·äœæ§ăšäșșéăźçČŸç„æ§ăæąæ±ăăè©©ă§ă。ćœŒć„łăć„ăźæŹĄć ăèŠăŠăăăźăŻć€ąăźäžă§ăăăă、ăăăšăćœŒć„łăźçČŸç„ăźäžă§ăăăă？
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Drift
You and I, drift
Between the dark sky and the ground
In this blackness as if we drowned.
We wander
Through pillers and walls
In this timelessness as if we flew.
And we approach
To the translucent door
In this hopelessness as if we paralleled,
Endlessly
- Michie Lyne
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Between the dark sky and the ground
In this blackness as if we drowned.
We wander
Through pillers and walls
In this timelessness as if we flew.
And we approach
To the translucent door
In this hopelessness as if we paralleled,
Endlessly
- Michie Lyne
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- ăăăŒă©ă€ăł
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Timelessness, drawing, pastel, M Lyne, 2024.
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