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a sparrow
lands on buddha's head
dandelion clocks
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moonlight's child
chanting midnight's poems
her sad stillness within
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lands on buddha's head
dandelion clocks
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moonlight's child
chanting midnight's poems
her sad stillness within
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swallowing the dark of night
language of ravens
two hearts outside of time
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green sea water in her eyes
her sigh of longing
overflowing
a thousand horses
race the wet sands
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drops
of dew
ethereal necklace
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whirling
in the wind
my mind and yours
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sunbeams
weaving
forests
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our fingertips touch
so tenderly
homecoming of longing
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I remember
when I first saw you
a brown paper bag of blood red oranges
language of ravens
two hearts outside of time
***
green sea water in her eyes
her sigh of longing
overflowing
a thousand horses
race the wet sands
***
drops
of dew
ethereal necklace
***
whirling
in the wind
my mind and yours
***
***
sunbeams
weaving
forests
***
our fingertips touch
so tenderly
homecoming of longing
***
I remember
when I first saw you
a brown paper bag of blood red oranges
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singing her children's lullaby
evening star
gathering this enchanted night
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sun, moon and stars
the milky way
her winding road of infinity
***
twilight's silent peace
this path alone I walked
a raven flew
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mysterious world
listening to the music of an unborn star
moon slowly rose over the hill
***
morning star
singing
silent prayers
***
at the sea shore's edge
salty goodbyes
grains of sand
***
deep in the forest
pan's pipes playing
your shallow breathing
singing her children's lullaby
evening star
gathering this enchanted night
***
sun, moon and stars
the milky way
her winding road of infinity
***
twilight's silent peace
this path alone I walked
a raven flew
***
***
mysterious world
listening to the music of an unborn star
moon slowly rose over the hill
***
morning star
singing
silent prayers
***
at the sea shore's edge
salty goodbyes
grains of sand
***
deep in the forest
pan's pipes playing
your shallow breathing
***
writing
poems in the sky
the setting sun
writing
poems in the sky
the setting sun
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wow where did you find these lovely lovely photos just amazing but how your words bring them life I so so love the blood red oranges i remember when i saw you Gen just vivid strong beautiful cant pick a favourite here tooo too hard with to many O's as I read :))) b x
ReplyDeleteThank you sweet Beez. They are my pics I have played with! *hugs* for you xxx
ReplyDeleteStunningly beautiful work. :)
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