An attraction to the abstraction…of pelting rain.
It does not tame.
Set down in the bowels of the north.
No zealot with a zenith can tame this… 38 more words
Beauty confronts us as an intrusion of the wonderful in the midst of the mundane. Like being surprised by a friend while in the midst of shopping, beauty disorientates us by temporarily suspending our immediate priorities. 1,231 more words