(((everyone)))))

this mornings view is of the craggly old bush emerging from the side of a limestone like cliff.. the rocks crumble away from the rains erosions... some how a little seed caught caught in there and some sun and rain gave it life...

that was long ago.. today the tree is dead.. its roots exposed to open air too long... but it hangs on fiercely, with its own will against the forces of nature...

it knows someday it will fall.. but today, its my beautiful view of Spirit...