(I took this photo yesterday)
He sat down to take a rest for a moment and fell silent like the grave to the ground.
His spirit flew through the trees and rested upon the branch of the willow tree. He looked at his body on the ground. Still and silent like his dreams.
He had always wondered when his days would end..And he felt sad that he would no longer feel the waves of wind upon his frame . Or feed upon bread and take baths in still and silent streams.
But he would be able to see..What others did not, and that was the souls of man.
by Nita Barrow- Zimmerman
tonight's song, Turn the Page by Bob Seger
1st video, 1st clip