The most natural thing to do is to sit down and talk to the sun
the auditory state of tranquility and serenity
She plays with colour, without prejudice, as a child might.
The gentle rhythmic sensation of summer’s first shower.
The girl inside the clock, the clock inside the girl, keeps ticking.
By true love's kiss...
In the depths of the forest, when all is still and quiet, you can hear the little Angels play.