Precocious. Little. Clover. Devil

Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Through the raindrops




Rainy day with a view through the window. Like a magical castle, the window shows, the world that slowly passes by. When it rains liek that I like to watch the view through the window, and the sights out there as though a swirling pastel palette mixing and changing perceptions.

The houses washed anew, the flowers smile out bright, and the silver mirror ground dances the raindrop waltz.Moreso is the world, quiet for a moment. Just the sound of the falling rain.

Simply beautiful.


Gavin pondered @ 19:50


Under the layers of dust