It’s Not the End of the Story
It’s not the end of the story. Because you are afraid, you can be brave. Each cell in you is...
It’s not the end of the story. Because you are afraid, you can be brave. Each cell in you is...
Birds calling, lake waves falling onto shore, the bark of a dog, distant voices. Suddenly I am vanished into all...
The Fool doesn’t look back or define herself by what she used to be. She comes to the new land...
Yes, the end. But only of the old world. New human ways. Global friendship breaks out! An outbreak of peace, of birdsong...