And ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation. Kahlil Gibran - The Prophet
This day brought blended thoughts and emotions. At a glance it was good.... at a distance, it seemed as though depth was needed to clarify. We have, we take .... we give all... and still, I sit in silence .... with thoughts that need to be freely expressed and felt .... while lingering in the mix.
3 comments:
Beautiful entry..really pretty picture...~Christie
What a wonderful entry this is. Have been behind on journal reading and just now catching up. Love the way you express yourself.
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As always....Perfect!
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