Gaia 4 Replies with each breath blows a spectrum of Life— her nose and cheek powder’d with another day— while at night a rainbow of grays arise from sleepless dreams Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading... Related
loujen haxm'Yor Post authorMarch 14, 2018 at 2:33 pm Many thanx for your visit, Elle… and for the wonderful compliment. Reply ↓
philipbrockman March 13, 2018 at 11:45 am for a brief moment I feel the wind on my face and peer deeply into this valley from my mountain banshee, (Ikran). Reply ↓
loujen haxm'Yor Post authorMarch 14, 2018 at 2:35 pm Welcome again, Phil, to my “Easel of Imagination.” Reply ↓
loujen haxm'Yor 
Stunning, vivid imagery.
Many thanx for your visit, Elle… and for the wonderful compliment.
for a brief moment I feel the wind on my face and peer deeply into this valley from my mountain banshee, (Ikran).
Welcome again, Phil, to my “Easel of Imagination.”