Saturday, September 12, 2009

Evening Pastures.

Evening Pastures

Evening pastures in the sky
I wonder why it rolls above me

The price for wonder isn't free
I try to see its true beginning

But cycles have no start
The heart of life is always beating

I wonder why I hadn't seen
This truth until this very evening.

Picture Taken 9.4.09 @ 7:00 PM
Written 9.12.09 @ 11:55 PM

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