I think, the world is a stage with little word people dancing about waiting to be picked up and nurtured.To be danced with, as one listens to their heart. And to be cuddled and given a home on a precious vellum page.
I think, I shall dance all day under sunlight and rain. Expanding my consciousness to ride the wave of life. Come join me won’t you? You like me are the master directors of our own stage.
StarBG © 2017
May 7, 2017
May 7, 2017 at 9:25 AM UTC
I think, the world is a stage with little word people dancing about waiting to be picked up and nurtured.To be danced with, as one listens to their heart. And to be cuddled and given a home on a precious vellum page.
I think, I shall dance all day under sunlight and rain. Expanding my consciousness to ride the wave of life. Come join me won’t you? You like me are the master directors of our own stage.
StarBG © 2017
Thank you life, day, moment for allowing me to be on my precious, sacred stage with breath. It is an honor to be here on earth at this time where a new stage with great backdrops and props are being set in the world.
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