While the weather is finding its place still a  journey is never stagnant. Patience is part of the scenery and though one's body may be in a quiet place, the mind and soul are very active. Journeys are like that sometimes, seemingly still but really quietly moving. The mystery is where will the road lead next? It is truly an adventure full of anticipation. Where ever I find myself,  it feels ...

So standing tall, in lands so kept Where winds may come and go One great touch The Master's hand A storm Seen row by row Raised tall the grains On floors laid low In time A promise still to grow.  

In Seasons change Leaves re-arrange Falls sweet the blossoms too But still the atmosphere all chill Still the sky so Blue! And in the Seasons tucked away Diamond treasures white and Blue.  :-)