Increased joy unfolding itself in many rhymes of imagination, telling everyone about a life beyond my own.
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High upon a rock, jutting out over the water, breezes blow gently across my face and arms.
Branches swaying, leaves moving, nature waving good-bye.Looking down atop the water, nothing can be seen but muddy water – little twigs are swirlingly doing the ballet.Under the shade of trees along the river’s bank, the water becomes a brown mirror reflecting trees and skies within it’s grasp.All around are mountains full of trees reaching to…
Stretching through a tunnel to liven up days caught alone with no way to combine participation with anyone else in town.
Tolling on edges, hoping to become part of an etude on a cold winter evening.
Airplanes sitting down among trees alongside of houses where very little air can get beneath their wings.
Being dependent on humans for gas, water and a revved up motor, to hop into the air and take flight to who knows where.
Walking up a mountain, noticing rock formations,
of their pictures into my mind, giving it wonderfuldetail and imaginative styles of my own.