Surely you must be chanting the praises of the slipping sun at the end of the day? Ah, well, you should know that he has a delicious tendency to return back to the very same shore, like a boomerang made of fire! 😀 😀 😀
Hmm, you know I was thinking of time.. but the sun works just as well.. he’s our indicator of time. Time, personified.. Thank you for that perspective. 🙂
You are most definitely welcome! 😀 And just remember that at the end of the day even ‘Time’ does not exist in the way we think it does. What do I mean by that? Ah, well, a good Storyteller is always inclined to keep her readers guessing, till the very end if need be – oh, and bear in mind that the end is also quite the infinite affair! Giggle, giggle! 😀
The body is indeed under the transformative laws of decay, though the Soul is quite literally of a different matter, it is akin to an escape artist extraordinaire that rebels and refuses to be Time’s fool… 🙂
sheila sea 
Gooooood Morning Sheila! 😀
Surely you must be chanting the praises of the slipping sun at the end of the day? Ah, well, you should know that he has a delicious tendency to return back to the very same shore, like a boomerang made of fire! 😀 😀 😀
Keep it up, my dear!
Mazzy 😀 😀 😀
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Hmm, you know I was thinking of time.. but the sun works just as well.. he’s our indicator of time. Time, personified.. Thank you for that perspective. 🙂
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My dear Ms Sea! 😀 😀 😀
You are most definitely welcome! 😀 And just remember that at the end of the day even ‘Time’ does not exist in the way we think it does. What do I mean by that? Ah, well, a good Storyteller is always inclined to keep her readers guessing, till the very end if need be – oh, and bear in mind that the end is also quite the infinite affair! Giggle, giggle! 😀
Best wishes from my Wonderland pen!
Mazzy 😀 😀 😀
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haha time doesn’t exist but it’s very real reminder of our mortality. That’s the point of this piece. 😉
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My Dear Ms Sea! 😀 😀 😀
The body is indeed under the transformative laws of decay, though the Soul is quite literally of a different matter, it is akin to an escape artist extraordinaire that rebels and refuses to be Time’s fool… 🙂
With glowing constancy,
Mazzy 😀 😀 😀
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Lovely. Nature in its beauty reminding us of our duties.
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And our mortality.
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