Caprice, clad in epidermal cloth;
chimeras walking through the Valley of Death:
like a shapeshifter in the night,
a ghostly wisp of smoke,
a dazzle of moonlight on a glistening stone:
never the same, always changing.
Humans beings are a flux in the middle of the universe.
chimeras walking through the Valley of Death:
like a shapeshifter in the night,
a ghostly wisp of smoke,
a dazzle of moonlight on a glistening stone:
never the same, always changing.
Humans beings are a flux in the middle of the universe.