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Mother, Daughter, Ruah; Father, Son, and Spirit. You are the Beautiful Dancer--Hold our hands and we'll dance.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

August 25, 2008


White flowers bloomed today in the August rain.

I thought the petals might fall off--

Might not withstand the pelting.

Frost knows what I was thinking.

I guess flowers can take a beating...

And bloom brighter because of it.



-A-M
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