Da Drought
She is my hidden aquifer!
I was dying of thirst
But
The very smell of water in the air
Gave me reason to continue my search
Alas!
My life continues.
“The body of each spirit and of each angel is the form of its love.”
She is my hidden aquifer!
I was dying of thirst
But
The very smell of water in the air
Gave me reason to continue my search
Alas!
My life continues.
“The body of each spirit and of each angel is the form of its love.”