Night is
A lake shrouded in blue fog.
I am a fisherman
On a sleep’s sailboat,
Fishing dreams.
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Night is
A lake shrouded in blue fog.
I am a fisherman
On a sleep’s sailboat,
Fishing dreams.
Sarah Torribio and her right brain. Music. Musings. Writing. Style.
Fine Arts
Leggo, scrivo, penso, disegno e intanto cresco
Life, love and destiny.
4TheRecord is dedicated primarily to Ausmusic from all eras and most genres, we will explore the dynamics of the creative process, and reveal the great drama, lyricism, musicality, and emotion behind each classic song.
Fii schimbarea pe care vrei sa o vezi in lume!
Moments de vie, fragments de textes et quelques notes...
Artist by choice, photographer by default, poet by accident.
Unleashing the beauty of creativity
there's nothing like stories
quiet moments in nature
Art and Literature Beyond Borders
A bird's eye view of St. George, Utah
Keep on Reading
Chronicling an ever-changing city through faded and forgotten artifacts
I read, rant and write ;)
Sono una donna libera. Nel mio blog farete un viaggio lungo e profondo nei pensieri della mente del cuore e dell anima.
The Green Lizard Log
Leonard Durso 
Reblogged this on wdbwp and commented:
I don’t always use the adjective “divine”, but when I do, it’s because of Night by Dong-Myung Kim.
Yes, it is, isn’t it?
It certainly strikes me that way.
Reblogged this on Leonard Durso.
The trouble with night fishing is you sometimes forget what you caught.
A chance worth taking, no?
Always a chance worth taking.
My thought exactly.
There is such tranquility here.
Yes, there is.