whether or not flowers bloom for purpose or beauty, the question still lies on how long it can contain in itself the mystery of having to grace this consciousness of sin. for half-a-chance in a lifetime , most dreams are left unlived and what is lived may as well have been unfulfilled dreams ...

in the absence of abundance, in the abundance of emptiness

whatever the eyes perceive , the soul conquers!

-meanderings&ramblings among other insanities