I never chased the city lights -
I dreamt of woods and shade...
With logs and sticks we built our walls
And patched the roof with straw and moss...
Pink petals falling
Gently from the sky...
The clouds stalk the meadow leisurely
The skies changing into a deep, violent gray...
By the river side
a gust of wind plays music...
An overcast dawn, as the sun, yet again, gets...
Cascading from the ether, crystal drops quench the...
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All through the woods and twixt the brooks...
On moss covered shell
sea gulls peck crustaceans 'til...
It's all in how the leaf falls
as breezes swift, silently...
Going within to feel
the war moves.The pagan...
The words had started to fail me.
There was always an ‘if...
No artificial
colours or preservatives...