Distant.
Vast spaces for flowing thought.
Ripples that fade into muted colors
Evolving.
Discarnated by design.
Beautifully separated from ones body.
Choice.
Disguised options of predetermined faith.
Plunging deep into atmospheric unrest.
Age.
Release these painful admissions.
Discouraging voices taunt quietly.
Rest.
Forever glancing at love.
Sinking forever into these soft ocean edges.