Saturday, May 21, 2011

Love Is a Seed

I am an ebullient flower, smiling, reaching, toward the sun.

Gentle sunrise, settling in the whisper mist. Pensive, like a sonata. My heart beats hard happy.
"Love is a seed: it has only to sprout,
and its roots spread far and wide."
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Airman's Odyssey

Some mornings, it's impossible to choose just one...

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