Having Fallen: Softly Reflected In Inverted Floating Puddles
Originally Uploaded here by Primo Tacca Neto
The world was cut in half by the sun, divided evenly between the lake of gold and the dimly lit blue of night. The air was misty and the sky overcast, and I couldn't help but start smiling ear to ear. And then, upon this tableau of beauty, a quarter rainbow appeared, slowly followed by the crescendo of a full half. Unreal, and perfect, with all the grey and grime of urban living its frame. Wonderful.
Currently Listening: Burial - Archangel
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