What makes life poetry?
Even
the
bluest
of
days
can
give
rise
to
the
greatest
of
gifts.
.
Word weaver,
you’ve so much to share…
I’m listening
The Universe x
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Even
the
bluest
of
days
can
give
rise
to
the
greatest
of
gifts.
.
Word weaver,
you’ve so much to share…
I’m listening
The Universe x
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Dear universe, I had almost forgotten why I cam here, to this space. Yesterday I started to remember. Moon poems..... I have to stack the moon poems. I’m on it.
Dear Universe, Thank you for sharing your gifts with us. I love receiving your notification. <3 Much love!