I AMI am a gossamer of mystery, a key to the unknowing, a crusade in the night seeking answers. I am the sweet scent of lilacs, the shifting grass that sways gently in a meadow, a weeping willow tree rooted firmly into the ground, yet always reaching for the sky. I am the smell of leaves burning on an October night, the mist that settles over a desolate graveyard, the vines that climb the walls of an old, stone house. I am a daisy that glistens in the sun, the sound of a birds’ melody drifting through a forest, a swift wind that carI AM
And welcome to DA!
Previous PageNext Page