As the sun dips low, painting skies with fire, Life whispers softly in hues of twilight’s choir. Each day a…
Upon this sphere of blue and green, we tread, A fragile dance on ancient, sacred ground. With skies that stretch…
March arrives with whispers soft and shy, Melting the frost beneath a warming sky. Nature stirs, shedding its icy cloak,…
In the quiet of the night, where shadows dwell, A heart once broken seeks to tell, Of wounds that time…
As morning sun begins to rise, We greet the Easter skies, With joy and hope anew, In colors bright and…
In the dawn of a new beginning, Where shadows fade and dreams ignite, We step into the light unknowing, Embracing…