The Rose is without why; She blooms, because She blooms.
These roses under my window makes no reference to former roses or to better ones; they are for what they are...there is no time for them....it is perfect in every moment of its existence.
Monday, August 28, 2006
Korea
I picked up this photo while I was net surfing. It is a masterpiece.
I picked up this photo while I was net surfing. It is a masterpiece.
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