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 ...
Sunday, December 25, 2005
A prison they Portray!
The trees darkened in a coat of gray surrounded the hollow and a prison they portrayed. Till the awakening , the one within in my heart painted a scenery that diminished clouds of dark. The soul released beyond the dreams of a ethereal display, welcoming the mysteries that life sends our way.
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