Afternoon Light
But where would I rather be? If everyday this were mine to see. Continue Reading...
My thoughts and observations of what is and what should be
But where would I rather be? If everyday this were mine to see. Continue Reading...
Holding the light. Never gets old. Continue Reading...
I think a lot of people would be better served if they could sit here for a week, or even two. The isolation, creation so perfect, in thought and silence, would be better than we usually do. Continue Reading...
The sun was setting on the distant horizon, with splendor that captured everyone's eyes. But I noticed what it shone on, and noticing it's beauty was truly my prize. Continue Reading...
Some awake, and dread pins them to the warmth, a sigh instead of words to say. Then, another looks at morning, embracing, God has granted me another day! Continue Reading...
Before the leaves turned, and before the weather changed, there was green. Along the trails, the sun lit the forest, worthy of being seen. Continue Reading...
I climbed the hill on foot, but it wasn't much of a rise. For some reason though, my feet didn't want to go. It just felt like I was walking through both, the sands of time, and quicksand all at once. Imagine making strides just to make them, but wishing not to take a single step. Forces fell from somewhere, making the quest more of a question, than a statement. I walked hand in hand with my Continue Reading...
This tree dazzled all that passed by, with its' brilliance in color and personality. But I paid attention when it beckoned, and I listened to what it had to say to me. Continue Reading...
It was said, don't fly too high, or get too close to the sun. But the trees climb to light, and show themselves to everyone. Continue Reading...