Come and blow the dust from my pages
turning to places where sun has not yellowed
revealing stages of past ages
now merging into the present
Come and smear the oil on the leather
restoring that which was once hard
brining life to that which binds
the mystery deep within
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
haiti landscapes
The sky and ocean are bathed in sunlight.
Two trees at sunrise.
A view through the trees.
At the beach.
Early morning hills.
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