Electric light had nothing over the full moon of a sweet midwest September night.
All life illuminated in a soft presence.
As if time could not possibly be wasted, because it stood still, face to face with grace.
nmd.
Electric light had nothing over the full moon of a sweet midwest September night.
All life illuminated in a soft presence.
As if time could not possibly be wasted, because it stood still, face to face with grace.
nmd.
Artful Words to Inspire Fearless Living
The view from my front porch (in Pennsylvania) or back patio (in London) every morning, in 140 or fewer characters
The Beautiful Due
