Ever-Changing

The restrained grey waves crawl towards the oceanic blue Eyes gaze for hours to determine the patterns across a confluence Frankly, the winds have stopped somewhere to playfully steer them It’s not gloominess, but the unhurried moments require patience Time feels like a sedative that numbs the senses to feel that eternity Observe keenly, the shapes advance or magically alter their form As if this … Continue reading Ever-Changing