Thursday, August 14, 2003

meandering upward




the strings, however firmly wielded, cannot confine her dance, nor, however neglected, can they subdue her momentum.
she spirals* heedlessly among the stones and the flowers, revolving, reaching, resolved.
the puppeteer is of little consequence: these are private pirouettes, and he has always underestimated her agility and her worth.
*theme thursday

2 comments:

  1. hey, stunning photo, this one! what are they?

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  2. Wow! Never seen anything like that before 0.0

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