Unicorns
The other day I had a very beautiful conversation with this one stranger. As I say goodbye he tells me: “you are such a beautiful soul.” “Bluebirds, butterflies, and [ . . . ]
The other day I had a very beautiful conversation with this one stranger. As I say goodbye he tells me: “you are such a beautiful soul.” “Bluebirds, butterflies, and [ . . . ]
To me what you call “love” is being yourself…it cannot be defined as we are all so unique…It is everyone, and everything, all of life, it exists, in everyone…everyone holds [ . . . ]
So at first at the pond you would hear the frogs croaking all through the night it was one of my lullabies. Then they stopped disappeared the work was [ . . . ]