Sunday, July 24, 2011

Moss

His were the first arms to hold me with love; his the eyes that gazed at me with affection enough to fill the Universe. His were the lips that kissed my face a million times. His were the shoulders I wept on, his the fingers that wiped away my tears. His was the hand that helped me climb mountains, his the heart that taught me I could do anything I set myself to do.
A rolling stone gathers no moss- my bedrock, he was always there for me. Whenever I see Moss, I can feel the presence of My Father.

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drabble is a story told in exactly 100 words.

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17 comments:

Debra She Who Seeks said...

What a beautiful tribute!

Unknown said...

Lovely photos and great drabble to go with it!

Anonymous said...

Natasha - Such a lovely tribute to your father. I am sure that he was and would continue to be immensely proud of the beautiful human being he helped to raise :-).

Anonymous said...

Well, I was going to say ´what a beautiful tribute´ - and why shouldn´t I.

Jemi Fraser said...

Great analogy - lovely :)

Stacy Gail said...

This was so beautiful, and so full of love. Thank you for sharing this.

LTM said...

GORGEOUS. I love it. Thanks for this~ :o) <3

Sue said...

so gentle and tender. great photo! Sue

Anonymous said...

Great tribute! I love moss, although it can be slippery when on a slope. Hanging moss on buildings is very cool too.

Jan Morrison said...

wonderful dear drabble.

Shannon Lawrence said...

Gorgeous photo and the drabble is sincere and lovely on its own.

Tina @ Life is Good
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kjmckendry said...

What beautiful thoughts! My dad has been a big influence in my life too!

Jess said...

What a wonderful post! Really pretty picture too :D

Manasi said...

Rayna, am coming back to your blog after ages and gosh did i miss your words... your words are like ambers of hot coal. when i hold them in my hands they burn my skin but also brighten my soul...

-Manasi

Deb said...

Gorgeous drabble. Your Dad would be proud.

Mary@GigglesandGuns said...

Beautiful visual and thought.

Marjorie said...

Beautiful photo and beautiful drabble. You always impress me.

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