08-15-2017, 12:00 AM
I love the lightings, air wild like fire, crashing through space branches, fast as time itself.
When the cool fog comes down, to the earth, they electrize everything and their sounds echoes deep within it's density, that makes the lightnings even freeze. I touched once one that was still like a lake in a deep forest, it burned all away, that is perishable matter.
Tearing the trees open. Split in two and not; falling to the ground, standing, written off, writing...
When the cool fog comes down, to the earth, they electrize everything and their sounds echoes deep within it's density, that makes the lightnings even freeze. I touched once one that was still like a lake in a deep forest, it burned all away, that is perishable matter.
Tearing the trees open. Split in two and not; falling to the ground, standing, written off, writing...