He speaks, yet no words come out. He dreams, but his eyes are wide awake. The shadows on his face are filled with rays of lamp light. He shivers, and is suddenly sweating profusely. I stroke his hair to calm him down.
images used: my own.
He does not.
images used: my own.
6 comments:
Can you point a weary traveller in the general direction of salvation?
wow...words... nice captures
hmm...moving in circle..having circle around...nice post....
is it about a single person or the personification of uncertain human life.
thats a nice picture. I have no idea what it is. You have weird blogs
That is a nice picture. I have no idea what it is. you have weird blogs.
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