Sundrying an eclipse in a castle in the sky
The time is here to wear the first cosy knit, air dry mushrooms and harvest grapes, make that list and write that story of blessings, abundance and grace for the new season to come.
I imagine ourselves as dancers mirroring the movement of the stars, with somewhat more passion and joy. An earthly samba reflecting the celestial menuet.
Somewhere in a castle in the sky the stars and planets might prepare for their new season to come, sundrying an eclipse and harvesting [that] planet in [that] sign.
They might peak at our cosy knit and murmur "ahh, it is time...", as they turn another leaf in the history of the universe and describe with full colours what happens here on Earth.
If you were a starry star/planet far away up there, what day to day thing would inspire you ?
What short phrase/sentence could belong to the big book series of infinite time and space ?
I imagine ourselves as dancers mirroring the movement of the stars, with somewhat more passion and joy. An earthly samba reflecting the celestial menuet.
Somewhere in a castle in the sky the stars and planets might prepare for their new season to come, sundrying an eclipse and harvesting [that] planet in [that] sign.
They might peak at our cosy knit and murmur "ahh, it is time...", as they turn another leaf in the history of the universe and describe with full colours what happens here on Earth.
If you were a starry star/planet far away up there, what day to day thing would inspire you ?
What short phrase/sentence could belong to the big book series of infinite time and space ?