I am a mountain.
I am a vista.
I am a sea on blue floating above waves of trickled green.
I am the foam of the wave as it crashes.
I am the edge of the eye of the storm.
I am the darkest corners of your room.
I am the silence on a cool night.
I am the silence before death.
I will not erode
Dec 27, 2015
Dec 27, 2015 at 1:41 PM UTC
I am a mountain.
I am a vista.
I am a sea on blue floating above waves of trickled green.
I am the foam of the wave as it crashes.
I am the edge of the eye of the storm.
I am the darkest corners of your room.
I am the silence on a cool night.
I am the silence before death.
I will not erode
