But how I stared around me in wonder all day
After finding out that the lacy white curls that hover for seconds over an extinguished candle
Are not the product of the smoke itself
But the shape of the very air currents that are always around us
But how I stared around me in wonder all day
After finding out that the lacy white curls that hover for seconds over an extinguished candle
Are not the product of the smoke itself
But the shape of the very air currents that are always around us
