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I am evolving
with the smallest movement
of a tree in the wind,
with the always changing sky,
with birth and death and the imbuing and recycling of the Divine.
I am evolving
with the smallest movement
of a tree in the wind,
with the always changing sky,
with birth and death and the imbuing and recycling of the Divine.
“You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection.” — Buddha
A priestess of Love and the Truth of spring rain,
of Beauty ever present and lasting.
A silver moon child, she waxes and wanes,
most alive in the black of night passing.