The evening crickets Sing their song to the fireflies Warm winds kiss my face
The Rose that Blooms is a Rose
"The rose is without why it blossoms because it blossoms." - Angelus Silesius I am closing the laptop and turning off the last of the lights as I bring this beautiful birthday, my birthday June 27, to a close. I feel so full, so satisfied, and rich with life and love. I have spent the... Continue Reading →
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