58153 vale of dusk

8 minutes

I walk through the park in the evening. I find a veil of mist clutching the trees, the buildings, the slope of the hill. There are white crystals of snow coming down, a delicate shower of feathery stars. I cannot see very far down the path before me. There is only a vaporous place where space is lost and time is lost and all sounds are far away and one has left the world behind.

Part of the album fall to earth ~