This day is no blank canvas for me to paint upon; you have made it for me. You arranged all with care.
Let the sounds I make today be in harmony with the music of your day.
(Letter #2,586)
This day is no blank canvas for me to paint upon; you have made it for me. You arranged all with care.
Let the sounds I make today be in harmony with the music of your day.
(Letter #2,586)