Lori Witzel's pictures, poems and other souvenirs and artifacts.
This post and its links completely silenced my mind. When the stillness was broken, I heard an unmistakable singing:"At times I think there are no wordsBut these to tell what's true"("Gates of Eden," from the album titled BRINGING IT ALL BACK HOME, recorded by Bob Dylan, 1965)That's what happened.
and life for our little friend ended once he crossed the line between shadow and light. poof.nice capture!
How eloquent.Summer's over...
Time to leave the nymph's husk behind, fly to the trees and begin the songs.
This post and its links completely silenced my mind. When the stillness was broken, I heard an unmistakable singing:
ReplyDelete"At times I think there are no words
But these to tell what's true"
("Gates of Eden," from the album titled BRINGING IT ALL BACK HOME, recorded by Bob Dylan, 1965)
That's what happened.
and life for our little friend ended once he crossed the line between shadow and light. poof.
ReplyDeletenice capture!
How eloquent.
ReplyDeleteSummer's over...
Time to leave the nymph's husk behind, fly to the trees and begin the songs.
ReplyDelete