Everything is fusing into something else… similar as one liquid substance with another; there is a chemistry happening… call it what you like... here share mine:
"Garden of Dreams"
it starts with seeds
a vision; hand points at mouth
painter's arms needing an arm rest
pomegranate seeds has many facet
and wants to be eaten
picked hibiscus flower, fluttering
hand turns a page; face down
bursting; wanting to smell its essence
soaked in curvaceous vase
buzzing like wild honey bees
absorbed in their activities
straight lines yearning to scribble
lovely curly ones too!
pillars planted among tall grass
with the backdrop of high mountain
to create foundations for red altar;
offerings for the divine
our seeds want to share with sacredness;
yearning to be lucid.
76 Days Visions and Revolutions | Dreaming in the Garden Xfrasis from Hai Dai on Vimeo.