Tender
“The Infinite has written its name on the heavens in shining stars, and on earth in tender flowers.”- Jean Paul Richter
Walk softly through the garden. As the dew rests on the petals, beauty awakens to the rising sun. Tender yet strong, the flowers bend in the wind and rain, but never break. Petals burst with joy and delight as the infinite possibilities of the day unfold. Walk softly, tenderly, with strength. The day belongs to those are filled with wonder in the simplicity and beauty of each moment.
“I saw also that there was an ocean of darkness and death, but an infinite ocean of light and love, which flowed over the ocean of darkness.” – George Fox
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Simply beautiful. ♡
Thank you.