Fire, a poem Posted on September 4, 2013January 6, 2016 by Eloiza something whispers to slow the pace. to be open to receive and i know the deep wisdom in that. yet my heart’s desire is to run headlong into the fire. reckless hasty desperate. alive. Spread the LOVE:EmailFacebookTwitterLike this:Like Loading... Related
I so relate to this. Maybe it’s the Aries in me. Thank goodness With age a cooler head prevails. Reply
I so relate to this. Maybe it’s the Aries in me. Thank goodness
With age a cooler head prevails.