There is a rhythm to it, like wind moving across the desert or whispering through the forest. I know its form will come — not because I force it, but because it's meant to be.
There is a rhythm to it, like wind moving across the desert or whispering through the forest. I know its form will come — not because I force it, but because it's meant to be.
I’m drawn to light, and believing light conquers darkness, in ourselves and the world.
What colors speak to your soul today?
I’m drawn to light, and believing light conquers darkness, in ourselves and the world.
What colors speak to your soul today?