How patient inception and evolution reflects our gaze. Touching a feeling is all the prize in living, when we live on the outside of a world or piers.
Drawing,creation,form, image in the footprints, placed for us to follow….
Idottouch, for no feeling of perception shall I see in the eyes of many of our kind. Other, innocent,
creeds, earth’s animals, this soul is seen, recognised, yet idottouch my piers within today’s moments.
Tomorrows embrace just beyond my finger tip. May I enter today? How may I find and share grace, such the absent prize.
My applause to us all for recognition to even the one’s that are small.
Colour bring peace, tone, harmony, sparkling light, perception our audience.
May we applaud you. Each and everyone along our way.
‘It’ not I are the boundaries of our lives.