I know we share
loving kindness and hearts that care,
so many tears we weep to water moss
create softness
as places for our souls to sit,
to rest,
to be expressive in deeper ways,
to brighten light above the haze. Friday, June 2, 2023
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When Heart Bells Chime In Their Own Sweet Way
Divinely blessed here you are listening to a call afar, listening in with all your heart, waiting here as it all starts blooming. And bel...
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In the gold is a bag of gold and lo and behold I am told it’s always there. Abundance flows and he who believes is she wh... -
Yes I look deeply at the flowers I listen to their whispers, I cherish every bloom I gather for my room. And as every season come... -
Remember when you dressed my wounds and told me then you would always love our times together, but that was never what it seemed as you wer...