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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Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Taught the Blue Bird to Sing!
The hollow no longer stands in silence as the season begins the change. I see happiness and sorrow, sunshine and rain. I see all of our accomplishments and all we still have to do, it would taken several thousand lifetimes to share all I want to share with you. We've climbed the many mountains, we swam the deepest sea, we taught the blue bird of happiness how to softly sing. Had it not been for your companionship and your ability to believe, I would not have learned to dance upon the clouds through my nightly dream. Smiling at the memories, laughing through the heart, singing the words of love underneath the stars.