Poem – Flowers
In the end, when this life becomes the next,
we are left behind as one flower in the open fields
becoming 10-thousand blooming and radiant beings.
Copyright (c) 2014-2016 Twisted Root Photography
William Ricci
Mountains, Ice, Stars
In the end, when this life becomes the next,
we are left behind as one flower in the open fields
becoming 10-thousand blooming and radiant beings.
Copyright (c) 2014-2016 Twisted Root Photography