Prompts

Set your watch carefully and trace a sandstorm’s path over the driest of deserts under the indifferent moon.

In the realm of whispers, let the seedling with breath carve ephemeral tales on the skin of water.

Sketch the moment when breathless love meets liberating quirkiness.

In the dance of light and shadow, allow the horse of vanity to wear the beard of honor.

In the language of shadows, introduce stillness to the unending waltz of the marchpane marionettes.

In the field of infinity, plant seeds of wisdom as though nondepletable, then witness the checkered growth under the watchful eyes of the sensei.

From the hardened shadows of your past, let wisdom bloom unchecked.

Harvest wisdom from the whispering wind, scripting secrets in enigmatic shards of truth.

Compose a spontaneity of our time from smoke and destruction, stemming forth upon contested ground.

Sketch the broken spirits at the exhibit of their own sorrow.