

Sunset facing west out to the ocean, from a mountain top or through a vale, valley or dale, desert stretch or iced over bliss, into the forest or prairie plane, into the lakes, stream, river & ocean and all they breed, wondrous harmony of creation.
Posted on Aug 14 2005 under Diary of the ONE | Tags: creation, fruit, seed
The fruit of the labor originates from the original seed, this seed is to be held up high and cherished as the means of creation.