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Sunday, January 23, 2011

 
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Devika said...

Reflections

The white sun fell while the Sun was down.
When the Sun rose the white sun started to fall.
In the light the white sun became many suns
Red suns, Blue suns, Green suns, Any Color suns.
Until the light from the Sun was to much, and the white sun disappeared forever.
But what was left, hidden under the blinding light of the white sun
was Life.

Matthew Kraft

Nice photo and words, Lorraine:)

thought you would enjoy the poem :)

love,
dev

Frank said...

Lovely words and photo, Lorraine. Your photo has a surreal feel to it...

Lorraine said...

Thanks dear Dev, but no I don't like it :)

I appreciate that Frank,, thanks a lot!

Devika said...

OK,You are have every right to dislike it :)...May be the difference in our perperctives and understanding of life, reality...i like the way the poet presented it;

anyway...i often appreciate differences than similarities between people...if I could know your view, than just the statement :)

love,
dev

Devika said...
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Devika said...

i often appreciate "differences than similarities between opinion"...not people; I like diverse opinion i meant to say :)

love,
dev

Standley said...

De très beaux mots qui s'accordent parfaitement à cette très belle image! Bravo à toi.
Bonne journée

Marcel Peltier. said...

Etonnant !

TALON said...

You sure capture some amazing images, Lorraine. The words are perfect.

Janice Thomson said...

Beautiful - both words and photo...and I agree.

namaki said...

This is so cosy and romantic !

Michael Rawluk said...

That is a beautiful shot and the words are perfect.

Eddie said...

a new day is coming!

Lorraine said...

Hey Dev no reflection your taste, to each her-his own

c'est apprecie Richard, merci beaucoup :)

Merci beaucoup Marcel :)

Music to my ears my dear Talon :)

Thanks so much m'dear Janice :)

Merci beaucoup Dominique :)

You're so kind, thanks Michael :)

Yes indeed Eddie, and thank God for that :)

Seraphine said...

when i was a girl, i always heard rise and shine.
little did i know then that i'd have to get up before the sun most of my adult life...

Lorraine said...

It does kind of change things doens't it, he only time I can feel the sun on my face when I'm sleeping is in the summer, when I got to bed early...