Posted: 2004/01/06 Filed under: make yourself Leave a comment
the transcendental presence of snow made a serene gesture around the hopkins grounds. blazed away a few breathers and i finally realized that the air had a transparent feel within the distance of a human aura. winter is good, and so does a new perspective. i walked away as the pine cones reminded me that the dream was yet a cognizant analysis of a natural beating of the heart.