3/10/2020 0 Comments Reflected DaylightIn the stark golden warmth
wooden crafted furniture painted in cream off-white reflection showing in the glass door. Bluejay plays on the ledge hopping twisting its head black headed birds Feebies, or similar flit between tree branches of the large oak in our back yard seen from the balcony In the glow sometimes I see something more or I ask for something more looking deep into those glass panes and the light glowing in auras Once I saw the face the beard slight shadows the eyes and features pure love light and felt an inner calm that I only experience in His presence When we need Him He is there When we open our hearts He is with us #ToDreamers
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AuthoRDonald R. Anderson. Aspiring writer. Amateur philosopher and amateur writer of Apologetics (i.e., the Catholic reasonings). Faith-driven kindred spirit. Archives
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