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Placid Photos & Prose  Jarrette Fellows, Jr. 


Sometimes a river ebbs low, 

until the rain recharges its flow.

We can learn from the river's woe.


                Jarrette Fellows Jr.

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Some say the glittering
cosmic sky are pricks in the

Black shroud revealing the luminescence of Heaven.

Jarrette Fellows Jr.

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If you and I are flowers growing side-by-side, it is not my desire to grow superior and stunt your growth. I do want to share the sun, earth, wind and rain. And if my petal should overshadow your petal, nudge me and I will humbly move it away. But I am a vulnerable flower with mortal frailties, and should I find damage during my growth, fall limp and wither, I ask only this: That you nurture my roots, sooth my weakened stem, and believe in me that I will regain my strong posture to again reach for the sky.

Jarrette Fellows Jr.

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The slumbering sultry Earth amidst the sparkling cosmic luminescence.

Jarrette Fellows Jr.

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The moon conducts the rolling waves, which compose music for our souls . . . 

When we listen, it reposes us.

Jarrette Fellows, Jr.

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Every sunrise is another opportunity to

reach anew to the best life has to offer.

Jarrette Fellows, Jr.

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