even
as the
sleeping
dog
sighs
somewhere
the butterfly
falls
within
the reaches
of yesterday
’s
noise
kaleidoscopes
of chaos
calls
Beautiful mosaic
moasics
searching for simplicity
even
as the
sleeping
dog
sighs
somewhere
the butterfly
falls
within
the reaches
of yesterday
’s
noise
kaleidoscopes
of chaos
calls
Beautiful mosaic
maysa-maria kristina gadelha peterson
“If you can see your path laid out in front of you step by step, you know it’s not your path. Your own path you make with every step you take. That’s why it’s your path.” ― Joseph Campbell
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