“Always the beautiful answer who asks a more beautiful question.” – e. e. cummings
Even in our coldest days when the wind is blowing, the sun remains.
Even in the starkness of winter, the blue skies look down.
Even in the depths of gloom, hope waits patiently, to be found and embraced.
From The Literary Land of Alysia blog http://www.literarylandofalysia.wordpress.com
The shadow plays softly against the untouched snow, it is like the moon before it hides behind the clouds. It is like me standing on the path wondering what has happened to all these trees?
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