On my shoulders…
in my eyes….
across the sky…
Hours pass as, hardly speaking, we pursue our quest
and duly blessed, find the treasure we were
Sheaves of gold…
Our souls are quenched as nature flows around, beneath and above…
“Where two or more of you are gathered in my name, there is a church.”
Cross over the bridge
join the choir
dance with joy
and be baptized.
Passing through the cathedral towers,
thankful for those languid hours
Emancipation, realization, appreciation, purification,
And a mighty fine dinner at home…
I hope you enjoyed our day, courtesy of Sweetwater Creek State Park.
A little Rayne must fall…..
If they are lucky, that is! 😀💕
And we all know after the showers come the sunshine and Raynebows! See how she shines. 😘
We love you!
My new favorite door.
For so many days,
shadows and ways
blocking the sun
as she rose
to look between the lines
push back the creeping vines
pursue her smiling face
with dignity and grace
until at last I find
she was with me all the time.
Hello Sunrise. Let’s face this day
with hands clasped and hearts entwined.
Step by careful step.
This post is for Norm Frampton’s #Thursdaydoors prompt. While he is on hiatus, the prompt is being hosted by the very talented willing bloggers who are stepping up to help. This week the prompt is hosted by Joey. Check out her page for more great posts. Just find the little blue frog.