Blindfold

…Beauty in the abyss

“I’ve finally given in; my eyes are shut under the blindfold.
I can hear and smell, but I cannot see. My hands are clammy I feel cold yet I am warm.
It is what I wanted, but I am now unsure, dubious yet at the same time excited and curious.
I would like to think I feel a bit like Alice just before she fell down the hole into the rabbit hole.
Yet there are no rabbits here… not even those of the rampant persuasion.”
– Leonora Morrison

 

 Composition by:
Kay Lynn Gabaldon

Featured Image:
Blind Journey
By: Mirjam Delrue

Blind Journey By: Mirjam Delrue

Blind Journey
By: Mirjam Delrue

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