Orb
Orb The rains fell gentle at first, then in a deluge. How like your Love, Dearest. As my heart opens, You pour forth an abundance of blessing. I do not know what to say, so in thankful silence I sit. Suddenly I am taken with the word, 'orb'. Orb, orb, ORB. I see a silver-blue orb sitting in a garden. On this breath, it enters my heart. I become one with the power of the silver-blue orb. Shams says, "Watch for the orbs on your path." Sign in to see full entry.