by elo69santa cruz, California, USA
Jul 2016 394 Views 2 comments
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voices in the shadow of love,the wind will sing
as the water caries my thoughts away
without an echo
but here in the newness of the morning
the garden waits to be watered
and the birds were silver threads of hope weaving a different tapestry
as the water caries my thoughts away
without an echo
but here in the newness of the morning
the garden waits to be watered
and the birds were silver threads of hope weaving a different tapestry
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Posted: Jul 2016
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Comments (2)
This is beautiful creating imagery in my mind