Image Posted on September 21, 2013 Updated on September 21, 2013
This entry was posted in photography and tagged layered, nature, old tree, perforated, photography, rough, self, smooth, textured, tree.
Those holes in our self not only bring texture, but allow us to breathe and see light in the darkness and be warmed by its fire. Life…
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bullet holes I like to call them 😛 and true, you put it very well, Theresa. You actually reminded me of Rumi’s quote when he said – The wound is the place where the light enters you.
Beautiful words; thank you.
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∙ tenderheartmusings ∙ 
September 23, 2013 at 5:27 pm
Those holes in our self not only bring texture, but allow us to breathe and see light in the darkness and be warmed by its fire. Life…
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September 23, 2013 at 6:37 pm
bullet holes I like to call them 😛 and true, you put it very well, Theresa. You actually reminded me of Rumi’s quote when he said – The wound is the place where the light enters you.
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September 23, 2013 at 6:42 pm
Beautiful words; thank you.
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