Epiphanic Diaries2025-03-27
Bliss Is Solitude
Bliss is solitude — the environment for amazement at our nature.
When what we think is no more and what we are is.
Fiery glow in the eye and blood at dusk. Strength and certainty overlooking the prairie, breathing in fresh spirit.
Where we dematerialize and become dream and story ourselves.
We become the living painting — pastel sunset washing over the sun’s depart, precursor to gray-black night cloud’s wise pilgrimage across the sky prairie.