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i moved where my heart had drifted off to long before. i live on a hill of hundred acres, where my dreams have merged with the view. it is quiet from machine noises yet loud with sounds of horses, dogs, cats chickens and ducks. nature is the true artist in resident and i am just her apprentice who often gets lost in her gaze. once and a while i travel back to cities and foreign places to put into photographs what i have learned, yet always, part of my heart is left on the hill..

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Falling flowers

I found myself crying
it was unexpected
all of a sudden I was lost

I knew that I had reached
exhaustion..that would put me
at risk ....To much, i decided not to speak.
I knew how bad it was when he brought
out a blanket and pulled the chaise next
to the fire, in complete daylight..
he said that I needed to sleep and tucked
the pillow behind my head, I tried fighting it
but he continued wrapping
me . I could feel the sun and
the fire the warmth reminded
me of what was possible.
Then he leaned and said "sleep"

and I slept in the afternoon, yes
the afternoon.

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