Rose

RoseBy Elecegold and honey stirsthe mind, soul with soft sunlightsinging in the garden

What Color?

What man has written man may read; But God fills every root and seed With cryptic words, too strangely setFor mortals to decipher yet. CHARLES DALMONWhat Color?by Elece HollisSome colors we cannot define.Here is blue. No red, maybe purple? There is gold of light and white Color bleeds throughLayers itself, bunches upTo make it's heart stronger,Then shies back likeA young... Continue Reading →

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