“Feeling the warmth between the morning dew and the ears of wheat.
I sit and look forward. The sky’s without stars and the sun is hiding. The mountains scream at me but I shall not fear.”
P.C.
Rising above the fear.
Agosto 18, 2011 por Pop Corn
Agosto 18, 2011 por Pop Corn
“Feeling the warmth between the morning dew and the ears of wheat.
I sit and look forward. The sky’s without stars and the sun is hiding. The mountains scream at me but I shall not fear.”
P.C.