The Silence of Trees — Ancient Skies


Faded eagle dreams and faded jeans, combing grey hair, boots laced and a light weight camera, the trails call, moving my spirit beyond crows, rejecting dark wings…I become the silence of trees, and wildflowers holding bees, where light flickers through the canopy, I seek to know, as anyone could know, the Lord God, like I […]

The Silence of Trees — Ancient Skies

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