#eternalcycle

[dreamscapelucidity]

William Blake - When morning stars sang together , 1820

[artistandtales]

Alittle late but here is Day 22 Sokar #sokar #digitalart #godofcraftsmen #symbolofrebirth #eternalcycle #egyptianmythology #akhtober #egyptian #deities #drawing #mythology, #art #day22 #digitaldrawing #magic #pagan #witchcraft #illustration #simple #kemetic #firealpaca #artist #artistoninstagram #myart #dahkyarts #artistoftales #artistonig

[aicollider]

Poem of the week: Gerard Manley Hopkins is trying to write "The Sea And The Skylark"

As I set out to write “The Sea And The Skylark,” I am filled with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. I find solace in the beauty of nature and long to encapsulate its essence within my words. The sea, with its constant ebb and flow, and the skylark, with its melodious song, serve as the perfect muses for this task. I close my eyes and imagine the crashing waves, their relentless force as…

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[land--escape]

Everything hinges on my final breath, From the whirlwinds I desire to grasp the light beneath. From learning darkness to see colors in death.

Everything hinges on my final farewell, To truly feel, in this life's earthly spell, Only when I embrace the great unknown, After the desert, vast, arid, and overthrown.

Doubt, envy, blindness we must leave behind, Our own limitations and fears we must unwind. Perhaps we row towards an unknown shore, Or maybe we know where we yearn to explore.

But everything depends on my demise, To enter the realm of thoughts, a grand surprise. To die with these eyes and this unique gaze, Then reborn with fresh eyes, in life's new maze.

Yet everything, indeed, relies on the end, To die, and through death, a new life to ascend.