a cacophony of sound
swirls
chirps
loopy sounds
the knocking on wood like a soft jackhammer
the red sun
brings the smoky coloured sky
hazing the salt marshes with a look of early morning primordial splendor
in her nakedness
she witnesses another glorious day
full of promise and hope in the natural rhythms of life. . .
on this beautiful little blue planet called earth
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Wednesday, July 9, 2008
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