Wednesday, January 17, 2024

Inside each heart


Inside each heart, a garden blooms 
 And a fountain, everflowing, pours; 
A constant Source of love and creativity 
If only we could set aside 
The shoulds, desires, dissatisfactions 
Distracting and diverting us 
 From Being and Becoming.
Posted by Diane Walker at 8:44 AM

1 comment:

Luis Serrano said...

No es fácil lo que propones. Un anhelo difícil esto de ser olvidando otras cosas .

January 17, 2024 at 4:05 PM

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