Truth


And truth comes sailing. All I can see is fragments
Pieces of love and comfort pushes like a gentle wave. And I surf into the beach still standing, when I do my walk on Earth

Sometimes truth seems fading. I can only create my own, based on the essence of that gentle push
This is my magic, my creation, based on what I see

Oh let me believe in Love
and see you


Art and Text by Swallows and Ladybirds

Oct 22, 2013

Fields of families


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Heaven

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Oct 20, 2013

Hands


Come love my hands
Like I love yours

 and guide me through
this walk of mine

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Oct 9, 2013

Butterfly

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May 29, 2013

Paper boat

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See photos from the "Light shining droplets on our silver coats" exhibition:
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Panther

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Snow Leopard

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