In my heart, a song. In my step, a lightness. In my depth, a spirit that won’t die. At the brink, prophecies hindered. A force, devoid of love, extinguished. New growth and swift strides during a clamorous winter. Forsaken honeypots in exchange for astonishing expansion and abundance on this planet and beyond. The greatest adventure, the greatest awakening threatens the wicked. Stand your ground and draw the line. Cast out the red dawn that lacerates the seams of the heart. Say you’re with me, tomorrow is a brand-new day.
Beautiful, Cristina. Beautiful Cristina.
Thank you dear Debra, I appreciate your kind words. Sending you much beauty, light and courage!