The image that I’ve taken is the natural one
The way nature goes
The way water flows.
The image that I’ve taken isn’t stiff
It is rather supple and soft
It yields and breeds.
The motion that I’ve taken is only returning
Its like back to the sweet home
Its like dying in sleep after a roam.
The way that I’ve taken is to yield
It will thrive through your field
Likewise a hidden amount of ten thousand guild.
16th April, 2016