The Leap The surface below is soft sparkles for miles. Green green and blue blue are Gently lapping waves, gently flowing course. And the only sound around is liquid calm out in the deep heat of a happy sun. Deny this one, you cumulative cumulae! Ohh yes, they say, for inside looms massive grey, consuming gloom. My thundering heart is shadow and threat, its deepening echo is cold lonely death, a towering promise that's nearing me soon. And my God! My place, my path are catching me much too fast on the wings of this inner monsoon. But all i need do is dive... just jump into gentle currents ...
More..Aja Magdaleno
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