Pictorial Prose dances to the rhythm of the soul and the magic of nature. Each day is a journey through life and with it a view of the wonder and joy of the heart and mind with an explosion of passion and desire.
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Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Monday, June 02, 2008
My Spirit Set Free
Standing on the edge of the ravine, I watch as the mountain waters join the stream. A cool chill met with a warm breeze and touched my spirit and set it free. Looking down from the heavens, I knew life what as I believed. Your heart reached out beyond the mountains to meet up with me.
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