Tag: 255

  • 255

    If you will read again what is written, you will see how it was. Black Elk

  • 245: Submerse

    If you chance reside near the ocean, a shimmering freshwater basin perhaps, or some sparkling sky-blue inlet stream brushed with the green-apple tips of Willow that whisper in the Springtime breeze, and stir with timid charm the clear and delicious waters passing underneath through which the pebble floor and all animation of life therein is […]