words

I hope that by looking at this flower I can get some peace in my mind. Clean the wound. Go on... Words can sometimes hurt so much! Right at this moment there is a very loud thunderstorm exactly above me. Rain is pouring down, making a little river come out of my chimney. The room gets filled with bright white flashes. Being safe in this house I know I'll get there, somehow, someday with a big smile.

10 August 2006

2 Comments:

Blogger shari said...

i absolutely love this photo. hope you're feeling better. xo shari

7:15 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Lovely photo... and I like your description of the little river coming down the chimney... take care, gracia

9:22 AM  

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