Susan Christiana
Jul 25, 2017 · 1 min read

Wherever the brook be

Let me be ,

Wherever it flows , may I flow with it.

Forever loving the beauty it holds , allow me the pleasure of knowing the rock it spills over,

the growth of its airy fern within crevice .

Taking in the sunlight along the way, let me know you as my heart knows me, flowing free, give me life so that I can see

That beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Jim Reeves , this photo captivates me. Childhood memories of a place I long to experience once again are cause for the nostalgia.

    Susan Christiana

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