Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Infinite Glory In Dainty Finesse

The beauty of Namaqualand’s Wild Flowers
cannot be described in words, the dainty finesse,
the delicatesse, the fragility, the overpowering
sense of nature’s bounty, the wideness of God’s
infinite glory, superconsciousness smiling in
awareness of magical smiles depicted in the
sweetness of colourful flowers…
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