There I was, watching the waves roll in. And out. In. And out. Watching the moon, breathing, through the rain. The fury of the thunder and the glory of an unearthly light.
Yes...same for me...and that's why I was writing in my blog...
dear anne, I'm like a bird. I'll always fly away. ---seven
Yes...same for me...and that's why I was writing in my blog...
ReplyDeletedear anne,
ReplyDeleteI'm like a bird.
I'll always fly away.
---seven