The Shadows that Cast Light
This lake reminds me of Veronica. Eyes reminiscent of sacred blue. A rare hue that follows a February rain pulling back it's blankets of dark clouds and leaving the sun reflecting through a few aqua drops onto a glassy water mirror. My thoughts greater than the sky holding Earth. My own Gaia, feeling memories here more than anywhere else. In a deceitful world...there was nowhere else. I remember sitting here with every moment of our past bleaching the air around me as those nights bled into years. My internal compass spun orbits around lucid dreams. Every direction was a stretching eternity, showing me numerous...