Sing me a song and I will live again...Recite the Ode let my heart be made warm... On a rainy day...in the boisterous wind, when bread is stale and soup loses taste, your words will be to me...CONTINUE READING
My heart is set on a sail and this I find within: peace and gratitude for all things good, sweet, and sour, and for just being able to let go. Indeed, I would that I master one court and be given to one cause – the easiest of all but if I be the master...CONTINUE READING
