Dry soil craving
The sound of thunder
Your stones shine
I stream down, now
Where countless layers
Can judge and absolve
My crystal flows.
Dry soil craving
The sound of thunder
Your stones shine
I stream down, now
Where countless layers
Can judge and absolve
My crystal flows.
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Are you the soil or have you finally become the rain? 😉
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I was the… Heavy Cloud? 😉
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Ah so! I get it. I’m a little slow at times. (Someone needs to write a book about how to decrypt poems for blondes!) Truly, though, I am thrilled that you’re feeling much lighter and hopeful and are gracing everyone more and more with that lovely smile. {{{T}}}
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Yes, much lighter defines it well! Hugs my sweet Calen
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Another beautiful write!
I’ve nominated you for the Blogger’s Recognition Award. I hope you look at it as the compliment I mean it as and please don’t feel obligated to participate if you don’t want to.
https://ramblingsfromthedarkness.wordpress.com/2015/08/13/blogger-recognition-award/
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Thank you so much Joleene! Unfortunately I have to decline. I try to do my best for reading the blogs I follow and answering to the comments, but I have had to give up on participating to the awards due to a cruel lack of time. Much love and thank you again, HC
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No worries! Just enjoy it 😉
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