“Bows and flows of angel hair and ice cream castles in the air and feather canyons everywhere, I’ve looked at...
“Yellow, mellow, ripened days, Sheltered in a golden coating; O’er the dreamy, listless haze, White and dainty cloudlets floating; Winking...
So into the woods you go again,You have to every now and then.Into the woods, no telling when,Be ready for...
Then will I raise aloft the milk-white rose.For whose sweet smell the air shall be perfumed.William Shakespeare And yes this...
Each morning brings a hidden blessing; a blessing which is unique to that day, and which cannot be kept or...
The spirit-world around this world of senseFloats like an atmosphere, and everywhereWafts through these earthly mists and vapours denseA vital...
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