One senior's travels on the knowledge path to Moksha, using poetry, essays, and stories as a means of transportation.
Sunday, 26 February 2017
Early Spring
Silver thaw is glistening, and we are happy listening for the passage of the geese. Outside storm clouds are blowing, and its just started snowing, while we lie here knowing the crocuses are growing, and we have love, and peace.
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