Guest guest Posted April 24, 2000 Report Share Posted April 24, 2000 The birds are singing the world awake... the sun rises golden... her borders have an orange tinge lighting the new green of the leaves which push out from the bosom of the Trees and sparkle light golden as they gently move in the almost no breeze of the quiet dawn.. the trees of dogwoods are graced with pink and white lace ... the daffodils fade and the tree peonies bloom in such profusion they are like the hot dancers on a sultry night in New Orleans where the heat rises up from the ground and down from the sky meeting at the center point of my heart ... and singing out to echo in the dance of time coming back and getting lost in the measurable moment into the infinity of space-time ... L*L*L ~ bo ~ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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