Point Taken!

From one of my all time favorite Poet/songwriters
His passion for the mountains lives in me
through his music he left us.

"Though I'd be a poorer man had I never seen an eagle fly"

~John Denver


"The Eagle And The Hawk"

I am the eagle, I live in high country in rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky.
I am the hawk, and there's blood on my feathers.
But time is still turning, they soon will be dry.
And all those who see me, and all who believe in me
share in the freedom I feel when I fly.

Come dance with the west wind and touch on the mountain tops.
Sail o'er the canyons and up to the stars.
And reach for the heavens and hope for the future
and all that we can be, and not what we are.

*Edits in*
lol..A big Cheers and an apology to John in advance...I will be good for a month now

^^^^ LMAO!


http://video-lga1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/hvideo-xtp1/v/t42.1790-2/10654258_744240378946783_771277075_n.mp4?efg=eyJybHIiOjYxOSwicmxhIjo1MTJ9&rl=619&vabr=344&oh=5b77e58b167db974c0c8827f147cac6e&oe=55A7E50D

The white ravens are so beautiful though.

Beautiful. :)

Beautiful

THE COLOR OF LOVE




I see the beauty of the rose,
Its fragrance fills the air;

But as I see your beauty,
The rose does not compare.

For when I see the white rose,
Like a touch of paradise;

It is only a reflection,
Of the innocence in your eyes.


And there within the pink rose,
A softness does impart;

Just like the kiss of morning dew,
And the tenderness of your heart.

I slowly turn the yellow rose,
Gaze on it for awhile,

And see the glittering brilliance,
In the sunshine of your smile.


And when I see the rose of red,
Look deep inside the bloom;

It holds a touch of tender love,
Like a beautiful sweet perfume.

I see the beauty of the rose,
Its fragrance fills the air;

I hear your laughter, see your face,
And the rose does not compare!





[Allison Chambers Coxsey - �1995]