There is a stairway I can hold in my hand Born in a lake then carried to land For me to find that I might understand ~ There is a leaf red as a flame Blown from a tree gently she came to renew and remind that Love has a Name ~ There is a rose gracefully grown Painted with magic to sweetly make known that indeed All is One and there is no alone.
May you notice little love letters everywhere; the wordless wisdom and wonder of Life, undeterred. ~Cheryl Anne
Saw many examples on our walk yesterday. Magnolias, Hydrangeas, and Roses 💖💖