through the light
that pushes its way
past the thorns of
drying rose bush
upon the lawn
tiny clover flowers
looking deeply
crimson into the green
there is hope.
Crimson
hope
searching for simplicity
through the light
that pushes its way
past the thorns of
drying rose bush
upon the lawn
tiny clover flowers
looking deeply
crimson into the green
there is hope.
Crimson
maysa-maria kristina gadelha peterson
“If you can see your path laid out in front of you step by step, you know it’s not your path. Your own path you make with every step you take. That’s why it’s your path.” ― Joseph Campbell
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The Path Towards Transformation
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"The time has come," the Walrus said, "to talk of many things." Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking Glass
