A treasured longing buried deep inside
Like the wind
It urges and pulls in directions unimaginable
It comes and goes as it pleases
Clouds as chariot
Like the chant of heaven tugging me into bed
Stretched out like amphitheater to the end of the earth
I sleep under the blanket of stars
Enveloping my broken spirit
So passionately
Hatching my dry bones
So delicately
Till it gets wings
Aviating towards the sun
Within the accepted hours
Beyond Bounds of 
Reblogged this on Photography & Covers and commented:
I just love this so had to share it. 🙂
A dramatic image – well done