Sunday, February 24, 2013

The garden with Soul*



The garden with Soul*


Excuse me from this world as I beg to pardon

I know of a place in a wondrous garden
The fragrance so powerful, that it is there
Intoxicate the senses, wafting through the air
A beauty that is one's eyes and there to please
As you walk with the Soul* and put yourself at ease

Dom*Colucci 2013

1 comment:

Wind, a forced entry*

 Wind, a forced entry* A wind blowing day, is outside my door Whipping all around but don't know what for Maybe it is to show its streng...