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 ...
Friday, July 29, 2005
Hanging on to sunshine
Taking in a bit of the summer garden . A array of beautiful colors blend into natures own masterpiece . A calm in the air sets to rest my weary mind . `The flowers at their peak are a mixed blessing as with their glorious colors come and end to a season. Shall I rejoice in the promise of the next seasons new beginning or cry out for that which passes by so quickly.
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This is just beautiful.......I met you at augustfest.......your words touch deep into my soul.....thank you
tracy
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