Light Beckons In.Echoes of genius, man land marked in places of the mind and geography. I have beheld from foreign windows sat at the foot lights desiring ability, feeling in an assembled control within a free fall. Creators there to model life in a lyric, note and scene. Compassion without compromise in nature, in city, in colour, in other. You have released these atoms these explorations I have made them demons and angels. You will let go of me I will remain suspended in this free fall. By my own will Not trapped not waiting, being. This present is giving a gift each moment.
~ Seventh Lotus