Winds echo
Through the silver light
Reflected upon the water’s edge
Upon this shore of my
Loneliness
Becoming whole again
Surrounded by sky and earth
Below the dawn
Holy hours
Spirit move me . . .
Waters Edge
Winds echo
Through the silver light
Reflected upon the water’s edge
Upon this shore of my
Loneliness
Becoming whole again
Surrounded by sky and earth
Below the dawn
Holy hours
Spirit move me . . .
Places - Nature - Photography
Steve's body of work spans conflicts, vanishing cultures, ancient traditions and contemporary culture alike - yet always retains the human element.
Author, Speaker, Workshop Leader
Come for the stories, stay because it's not Facebook
The beautiful picture of angels makes you happy.
Gorgeous! 🙂
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wow…
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Thank u so very much! Just beginning to write on a blog ~ u encourage me!
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so beautiful!
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