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Tuesday 14 February 2012





A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm,waving, swirling, tossing thier branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship.
But though to the outer ear these trees are now silent, thier songs never cease.

For in  the  true nature  of things, if we rightly consider, every green tree is far more glorious thanif it were made of gold and silver....

Alone with myself
The trees bend to carry me
The shade hugs my heart....

2 comments:

  1. Thank you for sharing, I saw you were a photographer on blogger profiles. Great photo's!
    Your words are so kind. Greetings from Australia.

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    1. Thank you...
      I am glad that you had given me a support and I would like to get your support for all the time...
      I had visited your blog.Its nice...
      Also Australia is the country I wish to visit the most...

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