Windworn Clouds & Dusty Roses
By sidewinder
Windworn clouds smile on their own & blossom with time Highlighting things we take for granted, Starlight visited by the ancient, Forgotten by the trail of tears, Enchanted by hope, Magically touched, Embodied by beauty, gateways held by a blessing, And summer invites you to explore your destiny, Frequent rain welcomes the land where dusty roses reveal their fragrances, Witness the summer solstice and return to a time forgotten by most. May 4, 1999 Written April 13th, 2002 © on Apr 13 2002 03:54 PM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn spiritual
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