Drip, drip, drip. What a power and a force from such a small consistent force. It's a beginning to an ending and sometimes it's power get's lost. We ignore it and suppress it but it's stillness ebbs and flows. until we're thirsty and unconscious and delirious wandering where to go. Then when yielded and awaiting for the drip to become a drop. We hold our cup up and surrender and don't want the drop to stop. Come and fill me with that water that has no beginning and no ending. Quench the dryness fill my cup up and never let it stop.
Timeless wisdom and advice on the art of living for today’s young and old: The art of thinking, the art of loving, the art of working, the art of leadership, the art of growing old.
A new translation by Sergio E. Serrano of this inspirationa
The Harvest of Souls Crossover is a story that is exciting, vigorous, and full of suspense about the fight of good and evil in two realms, the light and dark world. The Howdy Family is determined to defeat the world of darkness, led by the seemingly
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