Words and Pictures- Gwen McClellan
Friday, July 10, 2015
7.10.15 Like their dance; like their song
T
he other day my brother told me that, always to him also, the shape of how plants and trees grow, and extend their branches, their blossoms,
felt inside of him like their dance, like their song.
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