fredag 25 februari 2011

Looking for Eternity, and guess what? I found some. In a braid, in a wheel, in a cycle. In a paper cord and in my hands.

2 kommentarer:

justahumblebee sa...

Eternity by William Blake

He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy;
But he who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in eternity's sun rise.


hanna-happenings sa...

thank You Gina! You´re always a reminder. I love to have You here!