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

Monday, August 29, 2016

Court of love

In the court of love,
There can be no status quo,
only blithe spirits.
And still, all heads bow.
The hearts of kings and cowherds,
yield before divine.

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2 comments:

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

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