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. The opposite of to live is to ...
This is quite the journey
and shorter ever day,
even in our passing
another page is gained.
Rivers through the mountains,
clouds that turned to gray,
a reminder that all circles
in this lifetime of a game.
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