The Silence of Trees — Ancient Skies

Faded eagle dreams and faded jeans, combing grey hair, boots laced and a light weight camera, the trails call, moving my spirit beyond crows, rejecting dark wings…I become the silence of trees, and wildflowers holding bees, where light flickers through the canopy, I seek to know, as anyone could know, the Lord God, like I […] The Silence of Trees — Ancient Skies

Author: Kenneth

I am a person who loves the Lord, my Family & Friends. I am also play and love music.. I am registered disabled with slight Cerebral Palsy & Epilepsy. my hobbies are my pc, music & watching TV View all posts by Kenneth