Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Touching Down In The Wind

Down by the gazebo, let your heart follow me, there I saved a seat, for you and I to dream. Hold on to the blue sky, let the sunshine on in and there you'll find our love touching down in the wind.
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Yesterday is heavy it weighs upon the soul, 
and tomorrow the challenge to unlock 
what today has bolt.
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Fate- 1. A fixed decree by which the order of things is prescribed; the immutable law of the universe; inevitable necessity; the force by which all existence is determined and conditioned. Can we alter the future by closely examining our choices and making a alternate decision ? 

Cause and effect, breaking barriers, bridging hearts are they predetermined or built strategically? Like a house of brick starting with a foundation and laying the blocks of experience along the way , each interlocked creating a tight bond in which we follow or purely serendipity.

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 No end to a rainbow...

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2 comments:

Mark said...

Very nice! I have always had a secret love affair with gazebos.

Rachel C Miller said...

Lol I guess it's not a secret anymore. Smiles