River of Cosmos
Colors bloom before the eyes, eroded by time.
Fabricated memories of illusion paint pictures of beauty.
Drifting down the rivers of the past.
Painted silhouettes of vibration of auras.
Bloom forth imagination where once there was vacancy.
Spirals of cosmic mystery unravel thought.
Flowers bloom for hours.
Wilting pleasures that melt my heart.
Magick upon their sent.
Embracing life and their final moments.
I will see you next year my friends.
Photographs revised and remastered from that of their original state.
Dancing Mushroom III
The Crow II
Dendrite Tree III