Tag: Iceland

Fire & Ice

My soul seeks asylum, my mind clarity. Before this great big temple of ice. In its presence eye am shown My past, present and future. Eye am shown, the beauty, the divine, the inevitability of dwindle and decay. That nothing gold can stay.

Souls In Reflection

A sensuous, exotic dance thrust across every corner of the star stained sky. Silent whispers in the wind, inaudible, beckoning the brave. The cold slipped like a silk nightgown; enchanted eyes glistening upward. An electric night, we too charged and excited. Oxygen swirling above,…