“Where am I going on this glorious journey? To your house, of course.” Rumi Together, we awakenOn this threshold day,Crossing over to warmth’s embraceWhere every leaf is touched by green-splendorCreating bowers where branches dance new life.Here, winds clean bones of ancient gristleExpanding Llorca’s green~ “Verde que te quiero verde…”Together in this greenEyes trust, expanding visionFaith rises ,calling wonderLove demands more.
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