FIELDS OF THOUGHTS In fields we roam with weariness in our soul as a painted picture resembling our forefathers. Centuries pass and time seems faint life still continues and dies we live in spirit and the past...re-lives in memories. Future holds light in hearts minds seem strong the confused suffer, which... is not by fault, but for reason. As we lie on a hill looking through the sky trying to see heaven dreams come to thought. Prayers are sang in forgiveness but as we look into the blueness are we heard? If you leave the fields in praise feelings show gratefulness in the beauty of ourselves. by: Lisa Coleman I wrote this about 30 years ago and felt it was the perfect time to share. Sue Vincent is the host of Thursday Photo Prompt. "Dream"
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