Dyan's Fotothing

I have seen your expressions etched in a white canvass, colors or life that beseech an understanding of not only art but life itself. I have strived to feel your heart in these opuses and expressions – but the heart speaks of different tongues, stronger than both of us.

You have painted my sky with hues of life, and in my distant wanderings I have only to follow this path to guide my soul to yours. When I am weary and the day is gloomy, the light of your memory pierces through all the misery and strife.