And he came, and he passed by, but he never noticed me.
As he passed by the stairs I heard him singing. And I saw him dancing. And his body was white as the snow, and lighther than water, and graceful like the wind.
As I walked closer, a little twig broke and he stared right at me. His refulgent blue eyes, brighter than the sky. I found the promised blessings then. The gifts everlasting. I found true joy. And I found sanctity.
And the tiger rised to the sky. And he was then gone.
It was a new bliss. It was a new mistake. There’s a cage in the skies, there’s a man inside the cage. He’s asleep now, but he’ll wake up soon.
His refulgent blue eyes won’t stare back at me anymore.
I am a dreamer. I am always thinking about the most blatant things, which I tend to find rather amusing. I am most likely to daydream as I speak. I would sleep all day long if I could.
I love and appreciate art in its various forms. I adore drawing and trying to express myself through my paintings. I want to trascend and to be remembered as a true artist.