The Circle of Time by Maria Fokas

The flow of time in a dream
It rushes by – It stands still
You reach into that endless stream
You grasp the haste of freedom
Where light and darkness meet
Where the old creates the new
Where the scent of Green fades into the wake of Blue
Like a string that binds my heart to you
Into the past, by a thought;
Into to the future, with a hope.

© Maria Fokas 2015/All Rights Reserved – Photography by Martin Hanley