The body descends
The Earth to feed
Dark testament of
The timeless seed.
Rich nourishment for
The lowly worm
Who patiently waits
To take his turn.
Birds clean the eyes in
Slowly motion
Friends of the soft
Eternal ocean.
Legacy of
True convolution.
Softly you sigh.
There’s no solution.
text created by Susan Isabella Sheehan
“Art Is The Perception Of An Altered Reality©”
Copyright 2008 Surreal Digital Artist™
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There's No Solution
Streams in the thoughts of my consciousness.