life everlasting

𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘

life is a garden.
you plant half-dead seeds,
only for them to be born again ;
to breathe a new name
to be always beautiful and dying
to bloom forevermore.

life is a forest.
you can walk along the path,
head down, feet blind ;
or you can praise the bark's every ridge
kiss each leaf once a prince
(who knows, maybe he will turn back?)
and feel the careful gleams of sun pour in.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

photography by Agnieszka Lepka

❀。• *₊°。 ❀°。❀。• *₊°。 ❀°。❀。• *₊°。 ❀°。

"If I had a flower for every time I thought of you,
I could walk in my garden forever."
—Alfred, Lord Tennyson

❀。• *₊°。 ❀°。❀。• *₊°。 ❀°。❀。• *₊°。 ❀°。

dedicated to: the ones i love.
i am alive always with & within you.

Hilma af Klint, The Rose, Nr4, Group-3, 1907.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

layout inspired
by ofskynjanir  &
disiungamusque   ,
two sparkling fountains of
profundity and virtuosity. <3

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