Two Friends Out for a Walk

That solemn place where sunlight goes to be cleansed.

Two sheep in a fog? Or two unconquerable individuals vying for a playground with no distractions . . . a pristine getaway where only purity remains?

A dreamworld rich in slices of the unknown. A utopia where a breath can open a new reality. A select realm where inner secrets await to be born.

Like a star, hidden in a corner. Visible only in quiet times of openness. (Inspect the upper-right corner.)

There is a huge difference between going for a walk . . .

and walking.

Published by Kumi

Liaison to the Infinite.

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