Penumbra
Are they shadows that we see?
And can shadows pleasure give?
Pleasures only shadows be.
Cast by bodies we conceive.
And are made the things we deem.
In those figures which they seem.
Paint with Light
Innocence in the Tide
Paddling in Shadows
Shadow Sailor
Silence upon the Wave
Paint with Shadows
Fleeting Figure
A Journey through Shadows
Touching the Sky
Ritual into the Fog
The Gaze Opens a Path
Identity
Embrace of Light
Time Ascends
Circles of Silence
Fading Trace
Silhouettes in Rythm
Sharing Stories
Waiting for Sailing