One day the Divine Spirit grew tired. It only happens once in every few million years and today was that day. So by means of a small earth tremor, the Diving Spirit snapped its fingers…
Christina Rivera Cogswell I Seeking light and meaning. On the dusty paths of soulful travels and living.
One day the Divine Spirit grew tired. It only happens once in every few million years and today was that day. So by means of a small earth tremor, the Diving Spirit snapped its fingers…