black butterflies

leaves of song

asking

seeing

It depends only on the weakness of our organs that we do not see ourselves in a Fairy-world. 

All Fabulous Tales are merely dreams of that home world, which is everywhere and nowhere. 

Novalis

butterflies

a snowflake

free of even the slightest breeze

will still not fall straight

toward a definition of beauty, by michael tweed

two ways

the storm