Description: Inspired by this quote from Kalil Gibran's "The Prophet" Chapter 34..."For that which is boundless in you abides in the mansion of the sky, whose door is the morning mist, and whose windows are the songs & the silences of night."
has anyone ever told you that philosophy is just a way of making simple things complicated? However it is hioppocritical, because that's a philosphy in itself. I think this could have been better. it seemed that this time around you constricted your elaboration and feasable structuralization to make it conformative to predisposed expectations of your conjure. not bad though, not bad.
I love the feel of this....I often think of thoughts being given to the ethers to be sent by wafting breezes to land where they might do the most good.....Lovely and very Native American in its descriptors.