Love,
Mother Nature….
She speaks from my soul
with brilliant simplicity,
expressing what words cannot
and lay paralyzed within,
collecting dust as they fade to
painful antiquity, lost among
the debris of possibilty.
Hearts/Photography
Love,
Mother Nature….
She speaks from my soul
with brilliant simplicity,
expressing what words cannot
and lay paralyzed within,
collecting dust as they fade to
painful antiquity, lost among
the debris of possibilty.
Dreaming Reality 
11 responses to “Hearts/Photography”
Wonderful, Cheryl!
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Hi Jennie, glad you liked it.
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You’re welcome, Cheryl.
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Great photo, beautiful poem. You have such a unique way of marrying your photos with your words. I don’t think there’s any stage of plant life that isn’t amazing.
🔹 Ginger 🔹
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I have just watched my peonies slowly blossom then transform into their death spiral, one that ends in such a beautiful transformation. Amazing nature.
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If only……
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Pretty and poignant. Well done, Cheryl.
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Thanks Dan. I really live flowers in all stages. It’s like watching a tired performer strip away the layers of beauty until the heart is laid bare. 😏
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That’s awesome.
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😊
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