by 0 members life's many rivers flow ―
the confluence of all rivers, drawn up from black deep beneath the crust ― for the thirsty ..... tomes from writhing currents, whirling eddy's,
swirling breezes and tender bud of heart
called to the surge of the sea ― continuum lapping at the shorelines of the soul ...... all rivers lead to all rivers ......
Cascadia
we who share vestige of our intimate uniqueness, are different — just be you, that is your greatest strength —stay strong ... stay blessed — …
