Sanity comes in many shapes and sizes. Mine usually comes in penguin form. Following are what I term 'scribbles'. This almost-poetry is my attempt at self-expression.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Sacred Ground
Gold edges Slow warmth Rich colours Low lights Scattered murmurs Strong coffee Eager hearts Cosy feet Community in solitude God with us
1 comment:
hey IT chick... i like this one!
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