goldenlangur Posted May 23, 2009 Share Posted May 23, 2009 The Blue Door (8.01.09) Beyond the empty fields across the old stone bridge by a brambled stream - an ultramarine door. Unwarped, unwormed its sheen, strong under an iced January sky. Around it battened mud walls seep odours of space where no one breathed. Undisturbed earth a mellowness enfolds a silence of voices silenced beyond echo in mute oneness with the ringed sun. goldenlangur Quote goldenlangur Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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