The first chance of vision comes with the arrival of its flaming eruption. It was in us, then far, then near again. After that, many of the early lessons consisted of reminders not to touch.
Imagination is a fire, but so often misunderstood as a decorative tool for embellishing what is already known.
What is this understanding, except an answer to what came before? A firm No, it is this way now.
Immersion in radiance is so different from controlling light.
Still, this want.
Still, this want. Isn’t that glorious! Something out of nothing; nothing out of something; imagination playing before our eyes, summoning … want.
It mystifies me endlessly. Thank you for echoing : ) Wishing you a beautiful day/ evening, Amaya!
The great hope of seeing something not seen before!
We keep looking, don’t we? : )
One day we’ll find it, the rainbow connection
Hah! Yes : )