shadows cradled
by a phantom sun
smouldering through
this wafting steam
the resounding realm
of dreaming light
echoed in mist
echoed in white
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ABOUT US
We are two ardent travellers on a journey to find the essence of the sentiments in a stromboli blast of thoughts and emotions. Our minds met on the web by metaphysicrazy chance, attracted by a tornado of words and vibes.
the way
"Moving forward on the way towards wisdom is a life-long process of learning. Reading about philosophies and theories, I have hoped many times to solve the equation of human being. Yet it will probably be in the last second before my death for me to reach that point... or maybe never. But never mind; the quest and the path are more important than the achievement of the goal itself. This morning, I saw the sun and the blue sky being born through the fog: To face a daily rebirth such as this always gives me a feeling of humility. I'd write a poem about it if only I could.... but my english deters me from that. Yet I feel my awe and humbleness and joy in facing such a wonder, in experiencing a sublime grandeur like that; and it inheres all that I have to understand, all that I have to learn, all that I have to produce..."
~Fabrice
~Fabrice
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