Bree In a Tree, was certainly a chore getting up here on this limb.Climbing is not one of my best ways of looking at life. Perched up here, with the birds and the bees I gaze o'er the land and what do I see, what do I feel?
It is hard to describe, the wind blowing through my tresses , clearing my visions of cloudy skies. The eagles soaring by, searching for twigs to comfort his nest, waiting for his mate is what it is all about.
Splashing waters behind me, delights me Oh how I love the streams rushing by.
Making me want to wade to the end of time. Life is bred amongst the rocks, the stones and neath the waters hides silt and maybe a sliver of silver or gold.
Seek and turn the stones and find your treasure, you never know what lies under your feet or ahead on the path. Take a chance, look around maybe try and follow the butterfly floating around. reach out and try to grasp a piece of this earth.
I am not much for getting my life in order, but,sitting here makes me see the beauty of this gods made world, for but who else can make scenery as He.
Smiles are within me, I hope all can see and feel the gift of our lives.
In the SL life has bought such happiness, oh yes, is like real life, it is not always wonderful, but in its own way truly an experience not to be missed.
Breezes
I am always searching for something.
