beadgirl7
Thursdays Ponder Clouds thick and dark sit, longing filled on horizons edge, waiting to release the heaviness they hold. As I too wait and watch my heart this day not so bold. A streak of maize, golden glaze, above horizon's haze, day…
Now and Then Whispering voices stretch beyond long ago reach me now. Second by second we intertwine woven in time our destinies far apart yet on this terra firma we reside side by side. In mystery, who went before and who now remains…