In my dreams
it looks like my garden,
it looks green,
it is lilac and cream.
We are sharing flowers,
plants, light and joy,
we are weaving
our living Beings.
This micro-climate
prospers thriving and nourishment.
There is protection
from the winds and frost,
with high support inspiring me
continually.
I am breathing Divine love.
I am listening,
expanding,
branching out, connecting
and I want
To Be A Blessing.
- oOo -
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