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Be as a bird perched on a frail branch that she feels bending beneath her, still she sings away all the same, 
           knowing she has wings.

Certain thoughts are prayers. There are moments when, whatever be the attitude of the body, the soul is on its knees.

A man is not idle because he is absorbed in thought. There is a visible labor and there is an invisible labor.
 
                                                                  -Victor Hugo 3X


6 comments:

  1. hmmm, this one is making me think- thoughtful words and the image is wonderful.

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  2. "The soul is on it's knees" indeed. I need to grow Wings.

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  3. My soul is on it's knees, when will my wings grow....

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  4. Wonderful words... what is the medium of the gorgeous art?

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  5. My soul's knees are getting pretty callused. You're sure about those wings, right? Been waiting a long time here...

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  6. Mesmerizing image and nice choice of Hugo -

    Hope all is well! Cheers!

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