Union; Part 3
Dance invitations, flitting around in the wind, greeted me as I walked outside. The heart shaped leaves of a cottonwood...
Dance invitations, flitting around in the wind, greeted me as I walked outside. The heart shaped leaves of a cottonwood...
I was listening to a calculated technique that would surely sway one who had chosen a wrong path to the...
And then, God created Spirit hovered, drifted, descended and soared Nothing was seen, but a consummate performance of dance and...