Along the edges of visible light I walk the path of oblivion balancing on the edge of existence the wind flows the ink together and on sheets of blank water I draw the images of my long journey.
A desire that I only now understand appears to be a regained life and then I see how slowly the red hues of the sun merge with an immense cooled sea at the horizon itβs the place where light merges with darkness and finally will radiate again and where shadows rise a new.