As the light of a morning sky rises
The song of birds greet a new day
My mind wants to capture
Those morning colors
Over the last shadows of night
So I may hold on to it
As the day moves forward
As the light of a morning sky rises
The song of birds greet a new day
My mind wants to capture
Those morning colors
Over the last shadows of night
So I may hold on to it
As the day moves forward
Art and the philosophy of life
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encourage everyone
A collective of poems and photos. All photos taken by me unless stated otherwise.
Connecting moods,colors and contrasts
Sharing my Journey of Faith and Experience
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Dein Pferdchen. Mein Pferdchen. Hier findest du Pics und Clips zu besonderen Pferdchen!
This is music and its industry, and this is me trying to understand it. Join me, as we discuss music - one song. At a time.
Silver Birch was a spirit guide who spoke through Maurice Barbanell （1902-1981）, founder and editor of the Psychic News of London , England
Honesty & humor six minutes at a time
Your right and left brain can work together sometimes. Art, writing & the outdoors are what I love!
I ain't voiceless
Traveling the World Through Others
As I navigate through this life ...
Everyday Creativity
Un lugar para sentirte
Glorious and beautiful!
Thanks for the comment, it is the bonus of waking before sun greets the day
Yes it always lifts you doesn’t it.
Beautiful 💙
Thanks, it is the added joy of visiting kids in other places, to watch the sun rise in the desert, or along the coast in the south. Hours before they start their days