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 ...
Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
Hope
In God's smallest creatures are little signs of hope!
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Singing>Cloud chasing, to follow your dreams. Wild rhythm of the mountain streams.
Cloud chasing, brought you to me . Drifting in the arms of your memory.
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