BLACK BIRDS migrating South.
A cloud.
Resting in the oak tree - but not for long.
Black birds, bye bye.
Black bird wood carving by J M
xyzinnia.blogspot.com
Xyzinnia Poetic journaling. Writing short. Short passages. Verse. A turn of phrase and photo. xyzinnia.blogspot.com Psalms 118: 24
A cloud.
Resting in the oak tree - but not for long.
Black birds, bye bye.
Transcendence in this moment.
Mathew 1: 29 - 30 Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me: for I am meek and lowly in heart: For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.
xyzinnia.blogspot.com