When you sit and wonder, wonder where you are and consider the possibility of life in this place of peace, of talks, of firelight and being. When you play for an idea, it opens to its becoming as a way to its fireplace and stone seat. It is open to many and to the few that knew in the first place of its made, its existence its home without being a home and be sure to settle and know its own meaning as a place of peace and happiness to those who know I exist in this world as we do, often aware, often alone but not alone in this world. Do you see the potential of a world? Do you see?
Photograph by Randie Mayo “Bobbi”
You are also and opening in its natural state. Then wait, oh stone, oh place of waiting and hoping, believe in its awe as I wait, as we wait for an idea, and ideal sense of company and of joy in it. When people are alone, we are alone, yet we are not always aware of what to do to share our need for each other in its own right, its own way of knowing we need each other as God needs us, so be aware of poetry and life and it will open your eyes to the idea of being and of becoming to know each other.
Photograph by Randie Mayo “Bobbi”
You, oh lady, are the last of your kind as Fall has come and we are ready and alone in its glory of its own becoming of change. You, oh flower, are the last of Spring watching, so fall oh Fall, and you will see what Eden means to me and to all who know to be of tier to its need.
Photograph by Randie Mayo “Bobbi”
Be in awe of what is to come, and you will be as happy and as open to the idea of being a part of a whole, a bigger picture and open to Fall becoming, color and its vision in the future before you and more.
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