Betoverende BeeldTaal

 

 

 

 

 

THE FROZEN MEMORY SLEEPS….

WAITING FOR THE GOLDEN CORE TO EXPLORE

 

 

 

 

 

 

IN THE CIRCLE OF LIGHT
SWEET PROMISES ARE MADE….
TO BLOSSOM INDEPTH OF TIME

 

 

 

 

 

 

LOUDLY THOUGHTS…

THEY ARE PROUDLY EMBROIDERED

IN DEEPNESS OF MY CLOUDY SENSIBILITY