Guest guest Posted February 26, 2003 Report Share Posted February 26, 2003 without remembering the clear blue sky above the white and then the mountains and stars without asking why, the promise of the dawn is kept inside the flame tonight some think its real, a train of moments moving through the valley reading the table of time, they carry their bags in a longing for spring Alan Attachment: (image/jpeg) 2002_0225_182003AA.JPG [not stored] Attachment: (image/jpeg) 2002_0225_175534AA.JPG [not stored] Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted February 26, 2003 Report Share Posted February 26, 2003 Hi Al...I just have to join Carol in telling you how wonderful your photos are and to thank you for the soulfeasts you serve us!!! Mmmmm, think I will have an icicle for breakfast tomorrow!!! The ones in this post are just incredible in their detail. Now don't take that to mean I don't love the other ones, or the poems, which flow from you to us like a Rumi poem...seamlessly at the Heart. In fact, I am trying to figure out a quote to put one of them ...Hope you don't mind when I do that!!! Love and gratitude, Joyce - Al Larus ; TrueVision Wednesday, February 26, 2003 8:01 PM without remembering without remembering the clear blue sky above the white and then the mountains and stars without asking why, the promise of the dawn is kept inside the flame tonight some think its real, a train of moments moving through the valley reading the table of time, they carry their bags in a longing for spring Alan /join The Heart is the Self. The Self is the Heart. Your use of is subject to the Attachment: (image/jpeg) 2002_0225_175534AA.JPG [not stored] Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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