“Water forgives. Wind blows with storms of courage. Soil opens its arms to all beginnings. Trees breathe in. We exhale and choose the seeds to dream. A poet recalls the document of her body again…
– Sunday
“Water forgives. Wind blows with storms of courage. Soil opens its arms to all beginnings. Trees breathe in. We exhale and choose the seeds to dream. A poet recalls the document of her body again…
– Sunday