"I never looked for it, gave it no name; yet I knew it always, when the gift of peace came. I stood quite still for the moment that it lasted...Then the light shifted slightly and the moment passed, leaving me...with the lasting echo of its presence.." Diana Gabaldon
"Let us forever cherish and hold sacred these moments...for it is our undoing ...should we forget..." -William Shakespeare ... Visit Jhihmoac's Gallery
One could conjure up all types of things in this Sandy if you just let your imagination run wild. I do see the curled fingers in this as well as some type of "flying spirit with wings". I love the bright colors , they really catch your eye.
Naaah...the colors are too bright and beautiful for that image.
Fingers it is!!
♫ :)PJ 005 ♪