Wind. Seek the high and lonely places,let the roar of wind push electronic chatter from your ears,and drag a tear from an eye that was dry too long.Breathe deep.
Wind
My Father
My Father. I walked on roads and boreen's, And listened in fascination to both word and song, The wisdom of my father and the hymns of the birds. We stopped to marvel at each flower, Counting petals and deciphering leaves, The beauty of Nature and the complexity of life. I miss my Father and I... Continue Reading →
Skellig
Skellig. You say I never write for you,you say it with sad eyes.so I have tried to write for you,to help you stop awhile and smile.
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