"It's a burst of thought; a reflective gem. My voice, His voice, and the energy we create; captured by type."
Tuesday, May 2, 2017
Hand In Hand
Her sail got caught in the wind, and she was tossed to and fro. But she called on The One who quiets the storm. In the end, it was just a little tangled. It was nothing patience couldn't fix.
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