Open valley
vast lands wondrous image
timbers fill the air
the sun shines shadows of mountain sides
the art of ones perception
crevasses
ridges
the straight edge on top of hills winds carry precise cut gusts plus
the skies dim just a touch of dusk
how I position my eyes scattered clouds under skies
the ground blossoms seeds of nature
present moment i capture
Lifes trife i notice the journey begins
Blast the Trumpets
__________________
WE ARE DISCUSSING THE END OF THE WORLD-OR HOW TO DELAY IT.
|