Guest guest Posted August 6, 2001 Report Share Posted August 6, 2001 The wise old fields of timeless wonder watches as summer sets in the hidden veil of our spaceless journey. The approach of winter trailing beyond the briefness of the color of autumn. Our spirits watch in faithful wonder at the passing of seasons, enjoying the delight of mother nature's perfect musical rhythm. The trees dance in the twilight hours before sleep claims them. The ending of summer but yet another beginning as all the world cycles. In its birth and death, the rejuvenation of the sleepy serpent at the garden gate. The sleeping hour of wandering souls laying in wait to hibernate, till the early morning of daylight dew descends in the awakening of spring's glorious revival. __Loving Embraces__ __Lynette __ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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