Not exact matches
This creating out of passion and love, the carrying, the seemingly - never - ending -
waiting, the knitting - together - of - wonder -
in -
secret -
places, the pain, the labour, the blurred line between joy and «someone please make it stop,» the «I can't do it» even while you're
in the doing of it, the delivery of new life
in blood and hope and humanity?
This creating out of passion and love, this carrying, this seemingly - never - ending -
waiting, this knitting - together - of - wonder -
in -
secret -
places, this pain, this labour, this blurred line between joy and «please make it stop,» this feeling of «I can't do it» and it's just too much, this delivery
in blood and hope and humanity?
Evenings are when I like to talk to God.I
wait all day to watch till He goes by.I wonder is it me and am I odd?I see the sky and God is
in the sky.My garden is a special
place for God.I have my garden friend, a
secret one.We are as like as two peas
in a podI see the sun and God is
in the sunI read a....
Over the weekend I've been shopping for Christmas presents and majority of them are now safely stored
in «
secret»
places at my flat and
waiting for Christmas to get to their new owners I just love holidays SO much, perfect time of the year to just be happy for no certain reason and show your love to the closest ones How was your weekend folks?