A brief explanation of why I chose the above picture...given a choice I've always chose the road less taken, if truth be told to be accurate the picture should be me with a backpack and a machete hacking my own path through the woods we call life

Tuesday, May 20, 2003

blossoms fall like snow
filling the air with their scent
my soul fills with peace

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joy comes with the spring
sorrow is for the winter
inevitably

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