|
Selection 2 of
|
Crater Lakeby Susan Eckenrodeand savored fresh air scents of fir and pine. I knew the legends of the mountain's wrath and piles of ash still rim the crater's line. Behold its cobalt waters and know why it pulls each soul who dares to linger there into its mystic mirror of the sky. It steals my breath as, paralyzed, I stare. The spirit of this lake will touch your core as secrets are revealed for you to see. Unveil your heart to let your psyche soar and see there in its depths... eternity. It's haunting tenor beckons in my brain with spirit songs to soothe my soul again. |
|
Selection 2 of
|
|
Heartplace Home Page |
Heartplace Guestbook (view or sign) |