A FIELD OF FORCE

By Nickie33

Sat, 20 Oct 2012
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Through the glass pane, is the Land of Peace and Harmony. The pane is not solid, and cannot break. Being shines through, in the glorious light of stardust - that showers the Earth in pieces. Boundless are these pieces, as they fall towards this land. The Universe expands, infusing the fragility of life with celestial vitality. After, there is stillness, when the Concorde has passed over. The pieces awaken -swirling in the cycle of CREATION.

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Submitted by Sooz006 on
I like these little snippits of creation. they're almost biblical but at the same time very individual.