Every tree, every flower is like an Angel
A gift of consciousness
It is a beautiful spring day, and all I want to do is pray.
Hope is the sunshine of the soul
Home is the space where inspiration ignitesThe fountain of youth that baptises troubles and illsThe Kingdom inheritedYour right of passage the…
The wheels of progress turn very slowYou will it to go exponentially fasterBecome stressed as you push harder and harder
The ghosts of your trauma come flying in fastBringing in the horrors from your past