~ some how, being alone in the wilderness, wandering... so does your mind... the free rural farmlands of cumberland revealed to me new things i've never seen b4, while at the same time reviving old memories, of those you love and miss... the voices, the laughter, the stories, the sillyness of the past... perhaps every site has its soul... and it tries to speak to you its story as you wander through it ~
.... and in doing so... the spirit of your soul answers back with your own stories... echoing... somethings will never go away... it is what makes us human... you are who you are now... because of who you were....
enough 'bs'... some nice photos:
what am i?
haha... this gives away the first one :P
~ wild flower
again...
oops... sorry.. "do not disturb"
times of change ~
like the photos? ... all from the site visit today... it was cloudy... and wet... my converse got all wet... so did my socks... i dun like that feeling...
~ last note: b4 we know it... the last leaf on this tree will fall as the first snow flake makes its landing... so swiftly... so gently... change continues.... with love ~ cylyna
6 comments:
you are as poetic as ever.....I love it....beautiful words and pics...see u in a couple wks...can't wait!!~~~Leone
beautiful pictures with lovely words in the beginning...
i really understand what you mean... and can visualize what you must have been thinking..
cumberland can have that affect on you. i know exactly what you mean but i don't want to go back to that place because i'm not ready to face my flashblacks and memories of what i once had.
I though you went back to do an Arch Master, not Master in Poetry. ;P
thx everyone... leone....ling... maddy... ron... thx for enjoying my poetry...
beautiful words is a part of architecture.. believe it or not :P
sillyna - where are thou? i missed you lots. i don't understand why you choose to disappeared from the cyber communication. Please come back and talk to me!
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