Baileykix
Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter
Monday, November 07, 2005
Where the sliver moves through trees
even streetlights cannot overpower
its presence...
You can wait until dark
to capture something rare
from the breeze that surrounds you,
where something silver moves
through trees.
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Anonymous said...
This is beautiful, thanks for it and the picture.
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
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This is beautiful, thanks for it and the picture.
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