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Originally Posted by Mikal  Graham..."thought as white wine"...a white dove which carries love to the ocean of forever. "thought as aroma"....the eagle soars breathlessly to a great distant shore. "thought as touch"...ink spilled on a page...with no hands to touch..no voice to break the silence...it must spiral to the heart where it is felt.
smiles...Mikal |
(grinning wide)
me-haps to ponder thus said less we have an Epiphany to wipe up not keeping with the forum we place this all in the fields of ambrosia's for other add? ... dare they tread?
~ peace! warming regards graham