Simple pleasure.
Breath.
Feet on ground.
Stretching arms.
Clear sight.
Lord, you speak to us through the world. We, your children.
Your voice is sweet; it murmurs.
Simple pleasure.
(Letter #2,587)
Simple pleasure.
Breath.
Feet on ground.
Stretching arms.
Clear sight.
Lord, you speak to us through the world. We, your children.
Your voice is sweet; it murmurs.
Simple pleasure.
(Letter #2,587)