I live in the shadows, that place between light and dark. I can live in obscurity without being in total darkness. I can move into the light but retreat when I become too exposed. It is the place that I feel most at home. Always wishing to be in the light, but only safe in the shadows.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Burial
It seemed that the tree was laying its dead branch to rest by covering it with it's shadow. It seemed so caring and peaceful.
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