Saturday, March 29, 2014

TTD: We Crossed the Desert and Split the Mountain in Two

*Photos Studio 8mm / Edited by me

"Sunrays, leaning on our southern hills and lighting
Wild cloud-mountains that drag the hills along,
Oft ends the day of your shifting brilliant laughter
Chill as a dull face frowning on a song.
Ay, but shows the South-west a ripple-feathered bosom
Blown to silver while the clouds are shaken and ascend
Scaling the mid-heavens as they stream, there comes a sunset
Rich, deep like love in beauty without end."

George Meredith - Love in the Valley

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