Sonntag, 18. August 2013

Cemetery Sunday


He told me that the night his mother died, there were storms & far away he saw purple lightning & someone left the window open & the room filled with a swirl of butterflies & she slipped out quietly without anyone noticing & I'm sure the grief was softer because of that

 - storypeople -

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  1. Beautiful pictures

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    Beneath Thy Feet

  2. I like how there is so much greenery and growth surrounding this gravestone.