Fallow...
The field rests
So that when the seeds come
Something will grow.
Beauty Abounds
Beauty is our birthright. It is always there. It is in us. It is around us. It will bring us home. To ourselves, to the world, and to the wonder and mystery of existence. There is truly nothing more powerful than the moment you realize that beauty abounds.
The field rests
So that when the seeds come
Something will grow.