Monday, April 14, 2008

see?
past the cobwebs and the grime.
just as luminous
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Friday, April 11, 2008

Just this incredible sense of peace, and space.
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Monday, April 07, 2008

Something about the play of sunlight on worn stone draws me back.
Something that I sort of know, but not quite.
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Thursday, April 03, 2008

Of tendrils carved in stone, a faint memory .
Even today the wind sighs over Bukhara.
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About Me

Moody Libran. Not very social, cant stand pfaff but you wouldnt know it; Would you care for a nice cup of tea, deah?