I dreamed as in my bed I lay,  All night's fathomless wisdom come,  That I had shorn my locks away  And laid them on Love's lettered tomb:  But something bore them out of sight  In a great tumult of the air,  And after nailed upon the night  Berenice's burning hair. -W.B. Yeats

I dreamed as in my bed I lay, All night's fathomless wisdom come, That I had shorn my locks away And laid them on Love's lettered tomb: But something bore them out of sight In a great tumult of the air, And after nailed upon the night Berenice's burning hair. -W.B. Yeats

“Nature is only wild to those who separate themselves from Her.” — Raven Grimassi Grimoire of the Thorn-Blooded Witch: Mastering the Five Arts of Old World Witchery http://amzn.to/1u5VYGd Image...

“Nature is only wild to those who separate themselves from Her.” — Raven Grimassi Grimoire of the Thorn-Blooded Witch: Mastering the Five Arts of Old World Witchery http://amzn.to/1u5VYGd Image...

Katerina Plotnikova -repinned by Southern California portrait photographer http://LinneaLenkus.com #portraitphotography

Katerina Plotnikova -repinned by Southern California portrait photographer http://LinneaLenkus.com #portraitphotography

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