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This work has been created digitally from scratch with Procreate and IDraw tools. It belongs to my creative enterprise called “SOUL´S LANDSCAPES”
*There is a light containing
all truths told by an idiot lost.
He once amused the Godesses,
with his fancies and fooleries,
Each word was a saint nailed to Heaven.
Each movement was a dance without Music.
Each heart beating was a pang of delusion.
Each finger was a key note…out of tune.
And all of it was a Soul, having got in Love.
Little steps on clouds of Passion.
The distance is more than of the Stars.
Tending bridges of glossamer and dew.
Hanging from the webs of warming suns.
Embrace of Time gone mad, as melting.
Slowly our skins reflecting changes,
as in a cave, deep water falls in a drop
a single one, watching the echo
whirling around the space of oblivion.
Ascending the Passion….
As we are ….we were.
As we dream us…we are.
As we contain..we spoil.
As we mantain..we despair.
As we touch…we vanish.
As we climb…we bury.
As we laugh….we cry.
As we last…we die.
As we live…we love….
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