Sunday, April 3, 2011

Solitude



Peace and Quiet. That's all I was asking for. 
And I found Perfect Silence. 
The wind was blowing the grass of the fields so that it flowed as the waves of the ocean. 
The Trees swayed and bowed in the movement creating a light chime in the needles of the pines. 
The Sound it made was Beauty.
The Poppies were tight within themselves, hiding from the wind and cold.
And all I was thinking is this Moment is MINE.
It was Enjoyed, Embraced, and Experienced. 







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