Dedicated to Corina Daniela Obertas...
Her sunrise...
http://outdoors.webshots.com/album/562150910eQCkOV
When I look at a sunrise, I think of Africa,
With its Hemingway Skies, and its grasses beneath
The glow and the clouds, relieve a city's dark crush;
Unfold my soul and release me to the sky.
I look at yours, and I see the dream,
I see the sparkle and I see the gleam....
Burn that bridge that would let you turn back,
Dream of wings and then take flight....
nothing but dreams can inspire you,
nothing but dreams can drive you on,
nothing but dreams can lift you to light,
nothing but dreams are enough tonight.
My angular and wandering travels....
- Wayne Cook
- Duncanville, TX, United States
- I'm an international person, having spent 6+years of my youth in various Central and South American countries. Within my occupation as a television engineer, I've since traveled back to Mexico several times to film various religious sites, to Ireland to film a video documentary on the life of St. Patrick, to Portugal and England. Each time I took hundreds of pictures, wrote songs and poems about the things I saw and heard and felt go on around me, and tried to absorb a sense for what people in each locale thought. How they love, how they see, how they think.... My other sites: www.myspace.com/mothtoacandle http://community.webshots.com/user/waynocook www.soundclick.com/eddieaustin
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