To wish for the reason where this reason is the wish/ Had we sensed the finality of things? The lilies bend like broken stars inside our saving firmaments of bone or dust now readily hung disposessed against the farthest reaches of eternities departure- as what is true is also precious. January 1995 revised May 2005 From "Wish List" Copyright T. Byron K. 1997
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Emily Reed 08 Jul 2006
Very pleasing! magnificent!!!Andrew Valentine 01 Jul 2006
Great work love the colors.Angelina 01 Jul 2006
good stuff