ageless, faceless, eternal and without sorrow. an aura of possibilities.
the bow bends, a senses awaken, the body yields to such beauty. a sound of such purity, it could only be the tone of the universe at rest.
all of matter an ocean, all of reality its waters. we the engaged travelers and innumerate miles to explore.
this is the beacon, the clarion call, the telegraph from the most pure source of relevance. this is our awareness on deck, and the opportunity to pursue at our leisure.
a pursuit of pleasure.