|This is my entry in faestock's Creative Challenge #21|
It's not much because I don't really know how to manipulate photos, but here it is anyway.
Knock on the SkyKnock on the sky and listen to the sound.Knock on the Sky by =merlynhawk
Open your doors to me, a million doors;
A million answers to a million questions
And a million by a million more.
The Song of Heaven is the Sky, listen.
Listen; what voice is this that answers?
The words are not words,
But the Heart, the Spirit and the Soul.
The Song is Voiceless.
The Dancing is the Stillness,
The Universe answers to the knocking.
The Gateways of TimeThe Gateways of TimeThe Gateways of Time by =merlynhawk
Time is like a gateway to all places, all people, all dreams.
It takes us from one place to another, from one room to another, one dream to another.
This gateway is like looking through a portal where we can see alternate views of our lives or the lives of the world; all worlds, all times, all places, all dreams.
Memories are tiny time capsules, full of who we have been, who we are and even who we may be.
Time is fluid in our minds a moment or a year makes no difference.
Living all at once, now or then, is all the same.
These Gateways are like standing on the face of a clock and knowing the All.
The Gateways of Time.
Dreams of FreedomDreams of FreedomDreams of Freedom by =merlynhawk
Dreams of Freedom
A portal out of the shadows
No end in sight
From stone walls and iron chains
No light, no sleep
Only dreams of Freedom
With tears that guide the way
SeasonsTime woven like a clothSeasons by =merlynhawk
Creating the seasons in all their colour and hue
Warmth and cold mesh
Holding us enthralled
One without the other
Would leave us flat as a picture
With no colour
God and Goddess mingle
Like the warp and the woof of the celestial fabric
The making of the seasons
Life after death