Thursday, February 4, 2010


 The smell of lavender lingers in the air as large bright bees buzz between strands of grass and lavender flowers.  The gate pulls me in, inviting me to explore beyond it and the bare trees speak to me.  They call my name loudly and inform me of their importance.  They are great and although they are bare, they are far from dead.  They are intensely alive!  Do they speak to you?  What do you think?


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  2. I sat and thought today of how silent the grass and trees do lay and as I sat there I longed to be there so silent so true so thought free in cares and I instilled within a sense of no time as the clouds drew back and allowed sunshine to be mine and I knew that there was a portion of truth still deep inside rekindling youth. I dare say I dare say allow me tomorrow to return back back this way and an answer replied back there is no need to try you are here right now inside inside.