Once upon a time, the tallest cloud whispered to the sea. The wind carried their secrets gently, like scattered paper boats barely afloat. Beneath its blanket of stars, the child saw myriad stories intertwining, dancing, sometimes sadly echoing in the dwindling twilight.
Superpositions of thoughts were like this sun, enveloped in sky cocoon colors. One layer proudly beams golden; another embraces with quiet twilight blue. Such levels looked friendly even as they silently cloaked mysteries.
Journey through the Garden’s Forgotten Paths