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After the rain

Sometimes renewal arrives softly, one tender green shoot at a time. Rain reclaims forest, those dusty summer-scorched leaves. Tender greens ...

Tuesday, January 12, 2016

A gift

A gift for real,
The one that's secretly sealed
With silent blessings.

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7 comments:

Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.