“Sometimes your only available transportation is a leap of faith.” Margaret Shepard
I was borne without angel bones
sink beneath the lilies; pierce helium skins
I was born without water wings; on the cosmos-eclipsed
only sign/sigh and wonder what angel bones feel like on star-sainted; star-sated nights
Another quintessential and quizzical collage by Yves. Thanks, Yves, as I never know where your collages shall lead me.