Topic: Cursor.. | |
---|---|
Blinking cursor awaits the hopes of new life.
Electrons are finally sent into the void From the void comes a ray of sun.. saying nothing at first but still warms The hiding leaves have fallen.. each branch exposed.. found worthy or disappointing.. Then 'good luck with your search' leaving the chilled bone and the blinking cursor.. |
|
|
|
Love the imagery.
|
|
|