Dear Precious World,
My heart grows fonder of you. The wind is stirring my insides and they are ready to burst into a new creation. Are you ready for me?I'm not sure I"m quite ready for me. Who are you? What are you thinking? Why do I know you as if I am part of you unless I AM part of you? Are we not all one? All created in divine inspiration? Do we not all desire love?
Tell me, Dear Precious World, what is my next move? What must I do to tend to the garden as spring rises through my veins into the depth of my soul?
I love you,
Bethie
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