VISITOR FROM THE PAST
I have been dry in an ocean of salt, burning in the sun for a blind God.
I see a great peace full of tender spells below the light where all is quiet and I am waiting for your voice to rock me into the eye of the storm.
VISITOR FROM THE PAST
I have been dry in an ocean of salt, burning in the sun for a blind God.
I see a great peace full of tender spells below the light where all is quiet and I am waiting for your voice to rock me into the eye of the storm.
The Raven's Nest 
Oh, very moody and almost haunting. Nice.
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Thank you so much Miriam
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God is not blind to me…though He is asleep on the boat… great post. 🙂
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God has your love
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And…GREAT shot.
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As always your words transport me somewhere filled with utter magic 🙂
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I am so glad you can follow me there
Your talent is a breath of fresh air and as magical
Maybe we roam the same kingdom 😊
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I think it might be true….who knows where we might cross paths ✨😊✨
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🙂
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The words captured the many moods of the image.
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Thanks again😌
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Nice photograph.
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