DEMONS DOWN BELOW: THE GIFT

Thursday, April 28, 2005

THE GIFT

Looking down at my feet I see the short dry grass of a meadow. Instinctively I know where I am to go and proceed through the meadow toward the Alpine hills that are blanketed with flowers coloured in gold, amethyst and ginger. The flowers sway in the balmy breeze and I feel warm and reassured by... Sign in to see full entry.

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