Sea of Time
Shooting off into the open sea. Each element, with its own distinctiveness, flares, as the raging fire within us. Countless numbers of tiny sparkles construct this gorgous sea. The sweet stillness of blue reaches far into time. The pure fullness streaks across it, not even overturning one drop. The tranquil glow of fullness lights up this enchanting sea. Until once again, the brightness comes and hides the twinkles with its radiant light. But the sea shall emurge again. It runs like this for all eternity. It is the sea of time...
-Jenni Kirby
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