God, who did my soul create,
In thy presence thou refuge take.
With this glorious love I swear,
Youth's beauty is only but fair.
- George Rapanos
The Forest Goddness
The spirt never dies. It blooms for a night
and then disappears but is not dead. It blossoms
again in another part of the forest and exists
for another night to bloom again and again.
April 4, 2004
The Hidden Treasure
He is Not Dead
Immortality -Eternal Love
Fleeting Moments in Time
The Angel and the Peacock
Scholars and Philosophers
A Heart Full of Love
A Gift from God
The Forest Goddess
Smile of Ultimate Joy
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