Sweet Shutter Sings
Hiking uncleared paths of snow which rose at times mid-calf heart galloping with plumes of ivory ascending with every breath toes long gone numb as too the dripping nose yet eyes ceaselessly searching for the prize of determined go. And sure enough up ahead the golden crown did beckon as with eager tread the picture maker draws ever the nearer while the world as once perceived the dimmer … Continue reading Sweet Shutter Sings