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Sunday, March 22, 2015

Lullaby

The path ended when the mother found her lost child.  Wishing they never be separated again, the trees listened.  Embracing mother and child, they made them one.  Within the spring breeze rose the sounds of a lullaby.

13 comments:

Magaly Guerrero said...

This is just beautiful. An everlasting embrace, between mother and child, within the safety of a living tree... May the song go on!

Michael said...

Mother earth...sweet embrace

Wendy Bourke said...

Beautiful evocative words and what a photograph! The stuff of goosebumps ... at least, for Moms, everywhere.

Sandra said...

that tree looks like a living being.. i am listening for the lullaby now

Sandy said...

Beautiful lullaby, and gorgeous picture.

Berowne said...

Well done; thanx for sharing.

Rommy said...

Makes me think of Persephone and Demeter - perfect for the beginning of Spring!

Kay said...

hauntingly beautiful..x

Karen S. said...

Oh yes, I hear it too!

Susan Anderson said...

What a wonderful notion. And you did well to see it because it really works with the image.

=)

DesertHen said...

If you look at the tree closely, you will see the two together, singing softly!

Tess Kincaid said...

Lovely...

Katherine said...

Oh my goodness... I have loved so many of the takes on this prompt today and yours is one of them. This was bitter sweet. Well done

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