For the One On a Mysterious Journey To The Unknown Bon Voyage

 “Spring has always been the dearest friend to me, with her voice like a feather tossed on the wind. With a tin pail of water in hand, I set out into the gardens grown in her warmth. A straw hat shields my cheek from the rosy stain of her sunlit kiss. When the work of the day is done, I find my little shelter in her embrace.”

― Erin Forbes

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Liberation is found
Through the release of the Preconceived,
Ideas of what a 'thing' MUST be.

Only in this space
Is a 'thing' allowed to Become
It's fullest Divine expression.

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