Stand still. We are surrounded by a powerful stranger. Look at the trees and bushes beside you. The forest breathes. Listen, for it answers your heart saying: "I have made this place around you. If you leave me in all my glory you may come back again." You see no two trees are the same to the Raven. No two branches are the same to the Wren. You must ask permission to know it and be known as a friend. Here in these arms you will never be lost. Here lies the deepest secret that nobody knows. Fore here lies the tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or the mind can hide. This is the wonder that is keeping the stars apart. Stand still my love, you must let it find you...
You will never be Lost
In My Arms
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Hello there.
I liked that one..
Thanks for the photos;)
"the wonder that is keeping the stars apart..."
This reminds me a lot of myself and my life travels, my travels through self and beyond, does that make sense? Does it matter...? I feel I am the one that keeps my stars apart sometimes, what about your stars?
Do you keep your stars apart?
Or maybe hold them together?
Mix them, or stir them up?
Or tickle them with a feather?
Hmmmm?
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