Isaiah 40 ~ "But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint"
Come, my love, and take the wings of nightTo catch the sprinkled stars along thy flight.
The high road,
The blood road,
From the world's beginning.
Come ride the wind with me
Until the stars are dimming.
From the dawning of the night until its funeral pyre.
The high road,
The blood road,
From the world's beginning.
The wild way, the wind's way
Come fly with me, my love, and never tire
When the juice of life meets heaven's ire.
Come taste of life!
Come fear no death
~Evaonne F. Hendricks
These are gorgeous, Bella
Posted by: ArtSnark | October 13, 2009 at 02:41 PM
fabulous!!!!
Posted by: Gypsy Purple | October 13, 2009 at 08:34 PM