Glimpses Of A Silver Spring


Fleets of birds are coming out of my soul

swarms of flowers are popping out of my body

the smell of almond trees is inebriating my senses,

I’m awakening to a new reality, a new consciousness

my perception is widening, my awareness is luminous,

the bright sun is not outside of me, it’s light is not caressing me

I am that light! I am the sun! If you think otherwise

go back to your winter lethargy, and sleep for eternity.




A physics student passionate about everything. Photographer and cryptoartist at Author of "The Red Ant"