Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, January 04, 2010

... as winter speaks, the soul listens.

I could not feel the sun's warmth and the glory of its rays,
but as the light shone upon the hills, I saw an amazing gift,
as if a curtain of darkness had fallen and the beauty of life
and the love it brings was revealed.

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