Soon I will arrive
In the light of forgiveness
Now, I have work to do
Whisper an old song
I crave you
The desert blooms here and there
Taking things apart
Leaving the mystique
I need to stop this
My plants need watering
Do you like the sound of rain?
Texture of morning in the quiet
Returning to old standards
Balance is the exquisite life
Acoustic guitar played well
Sketches
Dappled sunlight
Hope with nostalgia
The Spirit of God
Meaning
Love
Understanding is a sky
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