When live is bitter ~ all is failing ~ and there’s just a bright blue sky ~ I spread my wings ~ go out and find ~ to where my future lies ~ I pass the line ~ from clouded sky‘s ~ and find were birds are singing ~ Cause every cloud ~ that opens ~ gives a place of new ~ beginnings. ---Copyright by Aqua1955---
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Patricia Griffin Brett 13 Mar 2012
Beautiful & ethereal! ?pusy 11 Jan 2010
great render, mooi dichieOlga van Dijk 11 Jan 2010
I agree with Ai! What a beautiful piece again Ben!Ai Shan 11 Jan 2010
Outstanding beauty work!Mary Janosik 11 Jan 2010
WOW!!!! I have imagined just what you've done here, to spread my wings and fly above it all!!