"Out of these ashes beauty will rise and we will dance among the ruins."

Thursday, March 17, 2011

today it was warm like spring. went for a walk and was blindsided (as I am at every season change) by a deep saddness...because you are still gone.

 


"May the wind carry you home, Blackbird, fly away. May you never be broken again.."

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