FLASH FICTION FRIDAY 55
Through eyes of soul and mind came creeping, peeping, pulsing, vibrant, shifting shades of kaleidoscopic hues.
Beauty, mystery, infinity captured there in the swirling subtle patterns of light and dark.
Where was she? Floating on an endless warm and gentle sea?
Then within she felt and knew her mother's swaying, singing, breathing filling all around.
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Flash Fiction Friday 55 is hosted by G-Man.