Paul Cezanne - Big Trees
I meant to semi-retire this blog, but find now and then a poem creeps in...
Like Leaves Quiver
Like wind, time rushes,
rustling thoughts like leaves quiver
in God's mighty breeze
designed for transformation
from one season to the next.
Copyright 2009 JO Janoski
Nice - I love the picture that goes with it.
ReplyDeleteHi Diane, does this mean you will be blogging?
ReplyDeleteOh Jo, I love your poem. Please not you too! I think it's wonderful to find folks who love to write like we do! Hope you're having a wonderful summer!
ReplyDeleteOh, I'm sure I'll be posting now and then...
ReplyDeleteLove the pic and you described perfectly how the seasons change.
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