It was a misty December morning. Fog settled everywhere creating a canopy of whiteness - an invasion of sort by puffs of cloud. Sunbeam pierced the blanket of opalescence. Etching rays of sunlight. Creating a highway to heaven, and an illusory portal to the universe. The rings of sunlight drew focus to tinges of pinks & purples... Beckoning for attention. And how could one ignore? Such mesmerizing astral beauty. A visual interpretation of the saying, Behind the clouds is the sun still shining. Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;Behind the clouds is the sun still shining; Thy fate is the common fate of all,Into each life some rain must fall- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow,The Rainy Day, 1841 Snapshots by Russia Lei G. Egmalis 12.2007 Picture Story by ~Lepan ♥ 2007 Heck Hall, Brent School Compound, Baguio City Philippines
A free spirit’s haven is a sacred space for creative musings. The storytelling heals the body, bares the soul, and frees the spirit. Without it, a quarter part of the soul is empty. ~Lepan♥ This blog promotes "Education for all." It is committed to support indigent children to get basic literacy with emphasis on the appreciation of the cultural heritage and the formation of good values.