Magnificent Winter / Hiver magnifique — WORDS IN THE LIGHT

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

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