Spring. The cold winds pierce my ears. The white of the snow blinds my eyes. The arctic chill freezes my bones. I lay dormant within. Not all is...
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Spring. The cold winds pierce my ears. The white of the snow blinds my eyes. The arctic chill freezes my bones. I lay dormant within. Not all is...
Spring snow The harsh winter gives way to spring. A season of regrowth and rebirth arrives on the wings of the morning sunshine. The cold dormancy...
An old visitor arrives as I am awakened to his presence. I hastily invite him in as the door of my mind is half opened. The tapestry of life...
Spring. The cold winds pierce my ears. The white of the snow blinds my eyes. The arctic chill freezes my bones. I lay dormant within. Not all is gloom...
The spring equinox arrives right on schedule, as is the case with divine timing. A new beginning is manifest after an era of darkness of the lonely...