Beginning Within the Adoring will grow to bud bloom and pollinate on wings vibrantly true What will that be in the moment you wake? Brushing your teeth? With the last sliver of soap? How will it sparkle when you open the door, when you meet yourself crossing the floor? Infinite possibilities of affection and care rise from the heart when we start there. Between Mountain And Mist, Hello
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