Monday, May 18, 2009

tale of purity

purity disguised as a weed, yet I like it, because these flowers never wither, but comforts with awesome pictures once we learn to recognize the personal dreams in the eyes  of other. Colors talk in case we want to listen. See flames of memory... for the dicovery of...oneself.
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Posted by Tomas at 5/18/2009
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4 comments:

DeadMule said...

Tomas, This is lovely. I like it, too. Why are some flowers weeds and other planed with care? Do we treat people the same way? Sometime, sadly, we do. Much thanks for sharing, my friend. Be well. Love, Helen

May 18, 2009
Sandee said...

It's only a weed if one doesn't like it. I like this very much.

Have a terrific day. :)

May 18, 2009
storybeader said...

that's really beautiful!

May 20, 2009
BURAOT said...

i like this one as well.

May 21, 2009

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