Sunday, March 15, 2009
Beginning to End
At the top of the ravine, to the edge of the hill, beyond the trees, a barren field. Spring in waiting for the canvas to change, with blue birds and butterflies making their way. The grass will be green and the water will flow and the leaves of yesterday,will be gone like the snow. I held to the dreams, I let you on in as we challenge the seasons from beginning to end.