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 ...
It is not fate that directs the path,
choice leads and time laughs.
Wondering what could have been
reveals mistakes and karma wins.
Tears of many continue to fall
can't change the past at all,
Lessons of life hard earned
a wound open unpurged
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