Dear all,
I woke up again this morning
I said, I am grateful for the grace that shone upon us
There was sunshine and rain, both fed the soil, and out of it grew a new
I kept walking, my silhouette turns smaller and smaller
still hear the echo resonate
I walk toward the sun, still more to the story
rc
I will be in Greece or France, stop by for drinks
“La propriété, c’est le vol”