John & Anne Wiley

2014/03/02

Life But A Dream

Here, root yourselves beside me.
I am the tree planted by the river,
Which will not be moved.
I, the rock, I the river, I the tree

1702 Oasis

1702 Oasis

Wandering again through images from our moments wandering in Palm Canyon, Maya‘s words come to mind. The song and dance of the water in perfect harmony with the rustling trees. In this enchanted oasis, gazing into the face of each rock etched with eternity.

1705 Face of Time

1705 Face of Time

Strolling in silence our eyes caress each rooted stone. Safe in the shadows at their feet our hearts are lifted from the water past the trees toward stars beyond the blue.

1713 Pulled Up

1713 Pulled Up

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