An Invite

An Invite

Sparking in sunshine, an invite lying in wait…
Caught? Or… could i escape?

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Corridors

Corridors

Corridors of past… misty, murky, and dark.
Power, hate, and greed – once played a game of dice.
All lost in time!
Meaningless desolation now plays – the timeless game of time.
In the corridors of shadow and light!

Lost

Lost

The other day, during one of those wanderings in the woods, I came across this mossy rock. A rock lost in the woods! Thousands of years back… might be millions, when the earth was different here…it had been here. A silent constant in a noisy ever-changing world… Now, it rests in the lonely shade, waiting for decades to pass … centuries to pass…