You are a radiant paradox,
making me to
cherish the memory
of the past
and the potential
of the future,
being the calm
in my storm
and the storm
in my calm.
Faith, Health, and Other Musings
May our minds flourish with creation, and may our hands never deny its expression.
You are a radiant paradox,
making me to
cherish the memory
of the past
and the potential
of the future,
being the calm
in my storm
and the storm
in my calm.
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