there is love in nature it is constant and it is pure this love never ends this love always mends it speaks not a word but your spirit understands when your bare feet brush against fresh morning grass, cool with dew and you grow roots deep into the heart of life where the sun never sets and the heartbeat has rhythm that beats in your chest it lives in your blood it flows throughout one love one life © edk
Posted on: Sun, 23 Mar 2014 15:27:55 +0000