Sunday, February 28, 2010

the end of the world

i stood at the end of the world today

i saw the beauty of endless motion
i closed my eyes
i heard it reach out to me in the crashing of the waves
i pressed play and lost myself to miles
with eyes closed and sketches playing
i raised my face to the clouds
they parted for just a moment
as i turned back to the mountain
the wind came to caress my neck

i will come again soon