There you are, standing alone.
Piercing the riches that nourish you.
Round with age, never reaching the sky.
Filling with ever flowing enchantments.
Whispering and spreading the life of spring.
Harboring sweet songs of the innocent.
There you are, standing alone.
This came about from a very interesting dream I had. Still trying to interpret it.
Any suggestions? Images accompanied, but I will not say what they are....until we have a few guesses, as to what this could be. It's probably obvious...
Hope you enjoy....the dreams of a crazy lady!!
