Friday, April 8, 2011
Speaking softly against the wind,
Crystalline moments captured within time--
Refracting within the iris of an unknown eye,
And drifting among the memories of those
who dare to let go.
Jewel tones of joy, inky blackness
of sorrow and pain-
Yet all enclosed within one split second
suspension of infinity...
Never ending, never beginning
Posted by The Quiet Riot