An Instant of Purity

An Instant Of Purity

We are all children running in the meadow Destiny

Our bare feet brush through the countless flowers of Potential.

We carry a net of Hope,

Skipping,

Creeping,

Jumping to catch the butterfly of Actualization.

To hold the fragility of Recognition within our hands.

To capture the beauty of Transformation.

To feel the delicate wings of Ambition with our fingertips of Yearning.

Just a moment of Peace and Serenity within our grasp.

Hours of running,

Crouching,

Waiting,

Leaping,

Chasing,

Weeping,

Laughing,

Skipping

Crawling,

Hoping…

For several instants of Purity.

 

 

 

Amadon DellErba

Reviews

[Seshat Nidaba]

yes purity, I like the pursuit of it too, well done.

[...]

. amazing ... just amazing ...
. and so true ...
. we go on ... seeking "purity" ...