Sunday, July 12, 2009

636 : Eyes

Yesterday, I strayed into those eyes. They looked calm, content and reassured. And yet, there was a sense of becoming, a pregnant precursor, a forebode in them.

As if you were staring at life and death at the same time….and that my friend, can be the closest I have gotten to epiphany.

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