whatever is rattling around my brain that makes it out my fingers. may contain bad poetry, decent photographs (all mine unless otherwise noted, and therefore copyrighted), yoga rants, and general silliness.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
a mere shadow
living in the shadows, hidden from the sun, tears slide down my face, i watch the minutes run.
Wonderful photos that show the play of light and shadow. But I'm sad about living in the shadows and not in the the light.
ReplyDeleteLovely images and verse!
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