NowhereMan

Zucchini

She seems to float angelicly over the rocks and sharp places of this garden. Nature is her friend singing frolicing with her for her and all around her. Awake or dreaming a fit of mental illness I can’t tell and care little to know. I’m ALIVE in this moment with her. I’m her and she is him now both are one and our fears are gone as time becomes nothing. Both our passions joined as one unstoppable being LIFE the miracle of three as one. Time returns withering all as fresh life grows new. Young love now enjoys this garden and for them it will always be new.