Expressing the inexpressible
The Wind whispers, sometimes softly, sometimes loudly. Sometimes She pushes me along. Sometimes She pushes me back. She caresses me with a gentle warm breeze. She throttles me with a blustery cold gust. To hear Her word, I must listen, for I know not from whence She came, or where She goes. […]
Read More WhispererThe Wind whispers, sometimes softly, sometimes loudly. Sometimes she pushes me along. Sometimes she pushes me back. She caresses me with a a gentle warm breeze. She throttles me with a blustery cold gust. To hear her word, I must listen, for I know not from whence she came, or where she […]
Read More WhispererLife and Light – Weak and Bright – Strong and Slight – Death and Night The Word abides Without; we all suffer as one. The sacred Heart enjoins our every fiber. Oneness and Fulfillment is not blocked by levels. Listen, our silent Sun opens the unlocked Door. The Word ascends Below; we […]
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