This is the story of my life. The story of a transient. Words are powerful. They can start a movement, or a revolution. These are my words.
nice....at first i was thinking snow then melting reaching into those places that we often dont let it get to...cause water will creep like that...and the sun and restoration...i am just left to smile.
Moody and evocative( and references one of my favorite moody and evocative songs, Whispering Pines, by the Band) Enjoyed the feeling of nature and peace.
Well penned, the saturation of life brought through in a beautiful expression. ~ Rose