Hi All,

Thanks for coming back to read me, time and time again. I appreciate it and love you all.

Hugs, Trish

A small gathering of angelic wings flutter up and down, restlessly...
Over gardens filled with a creative blooming patchwork, colourfully...
Gliding towards a sparkling array of brilliant filaments, heavenly...
As slender fingers reach out to captivate the moment, beautifully.

Billowing winds shift titled sands into jagged ripples, effortlessly...
Across lands arid with the passage of ancient civilization, timelessly...
Arousing movement in swaying foliage, so green and grand, majestically...
As fresh newborn eyes open, filled with unguarded tears, cautiously.

Allowing the flowing landscape of an overly active mind, tenderly...
To drift away, quietly resting upon the magic of another day, silently.