As my fingers press into the recess of an old pot pourri jar, the gentle scents of its content tickle my senses, and my mind takes a journey, on the gossamer tendrils of its fragrance, through The Memories Of A Life Time...
Friday, March 24, 2006
Beauty...
Beauty is seen with our eyes, but only truly captured within the soul... The soul is a beautiful thing. Be gentle with it.
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