Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Healing dreams

It's twilight, yet I wander. Alone but not afraid, In fact, I am fearless. My spirit soars with the awe and clarity of a child. My limitations fade in an exquisite timelessness that dissolves pain and preconceptions. Perfection prevails.

As dusk fades into dawn, I am a silent observer witnessing majesty. Morning glories blossoming one by one,dew drops glistening as welcome the birth of a new day, birds prattling merrily in warmth of the rising sun, and through it all, I can feel your smile.

Healing dreams. A gift from God.

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