The Soul is a gold leaf that dances and crumbles away as it falls from a tree on a grey November day. The Soul is a snowflake that shines in the white hugeness under the cold Winter sun of a magnificent Winter. The Soul is a bird that flies in the sky and can reach […]
Magnificent Winter / Hiver magnifique — WORDS IN THE LIGHT
La vérité est vraie quelle que soit la langue. Les âmes reconnaissent la parenté. La lumière cherche la lumière.
Ion