How would you feel if you stood alone in the golden desert?!
How would you feel if all and every thing you see is …pure?!
Only you and the skies
How would it feel when you are finally with you!!
You can't hide
Taking your time
The golden is changing to lovely silver
The stars are your new company
The moon is your witness
You know you can tell them any thing
That's why you cry
Cry like a generous river
Silent like a wounded tree
Deep like a human
You lay down surrendering your self
To The sands which are covering you
Listening to the moon Lullaby
You can sleep now … finally
In the times when it was no Time, people were clouds. Or clouds were people. Or there were no people at all… but there were clouds, that's for sure.
Also there were trees, mountains, ocean depths and honey meadows. It rained, wind blew, sun shone in a daytime. And moon in the night. There were quite everything. And beside that there were Threemen.
There were no difference between Threemen and clouds, trees, long-necked llamas or coral reefs… except that every Threeman had a pair of hands, pair of legs and a head. In other respects they would pass for quite plumpy clouds. And they would have been very nice and funny clouds… bu
Thanx for the FAV ^_^ and I am glad you like it
"Your short prose or poetry is close to text that I see with my pictures about Threemen"
yaa I like it … it explains the whole idea
And I think that if you wrote the ideas under each picture it will be just perfect
Try to write what you feel … it doesn't have rhyme or any thing
Just as deep and simple as your drawings good luck