Last Tuesday, I wore my sunglasses at night and danced with shadows under neon stars. Did the moon ever call out your name? Fragment of a Dream
The sound of tea kettles whistling in Morse code resonated during the winter picnic. Have you ever tasted the color of music? Invisible Songs
Once, a purple tulip spoke about the ocean's adventures, and I believed every word. What does time whisper to your spirit? Secrets of Stillness
Every Tuesday, at the stroke of three, cinnamon clouds drift through the park. Have you ever seen a rainbow in a mirror? Mirrored Vistas