Tuesday, November 08, 2005


The little cares that fretted me, I lost them yesterday, among the fields above the sea, among the winds at play. Among the hushing of the corn, where drowsy poppies nod. Where ill thoughts die and good are born- out in the fields of God.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Beautiful painting!
Love words!

Tami said...

Words and subject flow beautifully. I love it.

Tami

Maggie Ann said...

Oh I love that picture and quote! What a calming post....I can feel myself relaxing. (and I thought I was relaxed..) *hugs*