
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 ...
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
To Dance upon the Sky of Blue.
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It has been said that we rarely appreciate the gifts granted to us until one of them is taken away. Each morning that the sun rises we are graced once more to breathe life and beauty into a new day.The day I fail to dance upon the sky of blue or miss the wish the dandelion blew, then I will have died a thousands deaths and surely I will have gasped my final breath.

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