I heard it
in my sleep
calling me softly
it was
my mother
speaking from her grave
my son !
there is no heaven
above the clouds.
WHAT !
yes, heaven is in your heart.
( words : Don Mettera )
Spreading itself
over mountain tops…..
Promting us to travel beyond limits….
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Travel to be in the wilds....with an eye for elephants...Iam in search of self..& sometimes I DO find meaning ..." like snow , one has to wash oneself of one's own self..." ..to explore one's own end..and I prefer to be an unseen silent observer..... Nature I believe.. speaks when you are silent ..and is silent when you speak...
Living with a damaged skull
Beautiful!
July 16, 2012 at 12:41 pm
thank you…
July 16, 2012 at 5:20 pm
Thanks for letting me camp out in your blog for a little while today. I had a great time and tried to leave my campsite as good as when I arrived. I’ll be back!
August 19, 2012 at 4:48 pm
I should thank you for stopping by…..you are always welcome here ….:-)
August 19, 2012 at 5:59 pm
Your blog is Incredible!!!!!!!
August 1, 2014 at 2:20 am
Thank you so much Cindy….you are so kind..:-)
take care
sriram
August 1, 2014 at 7:03 am