wholehearted seeking is a thrill and a fear; the letting go often euphoric until darkness, then, trembling. do you trust what you remember from before the sun rose? do you remember what you saw before the veil of your eyes closed? seeds grow in the dark not in harsh light; they embrace the mystery and reach the light just when; the dark is not fallow ground.
"qualcosa di bello"...Italian for something beautiful...God's creation is full of beauty & that is what I hope to share with all who visit on my blogging journey..."piacere"...it is a pleasure to have you visit!