A shepherd, everyone heard from the fields...
Mistress of the Fields Across the fields… a progeny of heavenly herds cascaded a nurturing confetti of hues over the vastness of greenest pampas A buffet of love from the bliss of her valleys A haven of comfort for wandering lambs striking home in the chasm of her warmth Across the fields… a flock of holy pigeons gossip wonder of words breathed from the celestial heart of a life giving meadow Waterfalls and grassland converge en bloc as her light embarks from her words and her touch Across the... Sign in to see full entry.