Celebrating Promise
In this heart of mine I succumb to the pastures that design my creative life. I notice not the past in its guise of present projection. In my eyesite sits a promise that I can celebrate. It truly means my future is of my own design. I found the way to my soul destination. It sits in my heart and makes for thoughtful reflection and heals the recollection that the notion of me was insecure.
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