George Krokos
Nov 10, 2010

The sun, the wind, the rain and the moon,
these are the things that make earth bloom.
Over four distinct phases during the course of one year,
harmony of each with the other is achieved without fear.

From "The Quatrains" - ongoing writings since early '90's
 
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