They are not afraid as seasons change Seeds of hopes deep within The winged daughters of earth Their smile beckons me to happiness. Redolent love soars higher Waving to the […]
Let silence prevail. Let me hear the soft sound of falling dewdrops Let me feel the relaxing sound of opening petals Let me fear the deafening sound of my heart […]
often the beauty is fragile and hides behind a strict camouflage
her unleashed beauty he surrendered to the smell wafting with delight
smiles of the earth resplendent tenderness they console us in dark times. drops of sunshine whispering “hope” in the language of rainbows. Flowers, Soul of Mother Nature.
pangs of love, like thorns, are etched deeply in the heart soft as rose, and bleeds