A to B Walk on Darwins Beach

Imagining being spirit and passing through natural rock

And inhabiting the grained quartz crystals of the feminine divine

I studied the scenery and breathed deeply into the moment

Near the ocean my sensory perceptions were heightened

Magnetic fields held my memorable moments, dejahvuh

Liquid stone, fire and ice all melded creating new forms

Glacial movements carved granite and sculpted basalt

The ancient grounds appear still yet vibrate memories

Scenic chairs of natural rock, I returned reclaiming my throne

The granite chair now? TNT blew it away, I chuckled twas only matter

Utopia we salute you now I am, The I am

An element resided here when this was all jungle

And...IS THIS NEWS? ... TIS ABSOLUTELY true between you and I

Thien scene happenings on what Folk do!

Its since covered over processed evaporation up into the sky

Since the chair was formed from fire and ice

You should know I am a sculptor and with voice

Recapping, The Lady rocks gracefully, she’s actually quite nice

Shes made from stone, youre made from bone

Thats the difference and somewhat matters of choice

The devine lived aboard the reefer vessels long enough

Left ones body thrice, twice onshore,

Let’s leave and bring the light and hone

Relocate web lines and create the well vines from old reels

Back to the current frame, here you know

Visually shes almost split along the middle

Master ocean water jetted every line and curve

Liquid love naturally sculptured her, a master in peace

Touching crystal memory beyond data science

Imagine I am finally grounded, yet ready for lift off

Glistening sparkling granite in the sun, lies undiscovered

So many walk on by and bye the vibration resonates

The years moulded and shaped a feminine form

I am grateful to visualise the potential poetry

Years passed she was hidden below the ebb and flow

I happily I visualised what is out of reach on this stony beach

I jumped a frame and together walked in clouds of butterflies

The purity of spirited adventurers venturing the through

Pure Darkness gases and clouds shrouded the earth

Ones gifted childlike heart pouring adventures flows

Numerous metaphysical accounts on this site Darwins beach

Glacier tracks and other molten heat gave birth to life’s hearth

Mother natures species in easy reach for all

https://soundcloud.com/muiminasounds/1-thortrillian

I hope you join me on many more walks, im hoping to return home, travel more and create more stories, observations, poems and hopefully some books too.

One never knows what we will find in our dreams, i made a song with a friend

https://open.spotify.com/track/2LRVuDwESmVd19FigazR3L

Piccasso once said, Everything you can imagine is real. Piccasso also quoted: Every child is an artist, the problem is to remain an artist once they grow up.

Tiffany Brown, Tiffany Campbell-Brown

Photographs by Tiffany Brown, NORWAY:. MOUTMARKA SKÅETANGEN Tjøme, Færder Nasjonalpark friluftsområde Oslofjorden Tønsbergfjorden.