"Maiden plucks folk tune on steel strings,
Crickets chant like monks.
I've walked into autumnal contentment,
Yet a young boy seeks guidance."
As I enter this time of taking on new things, may I draw on His love, wisdom, energy and truth like never before. I already feel my soul being refreshed and abounding in hope at new possibilities.
Crickets chant like monks.
I've walked into autumnal contentment,
Yet a young boy seeks guidance."
As I enter this time of taking on new things, may I draw on His love, wisdom, energy and truth like never before. I already feel my soul being refreshed and abounding in hope at new possibilities.
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