When you play with me, play in a garden and understand its glory. When you appear, you wonder and be. You are an opening to glory and to God. When you pray, pray for life on Earth to be and it will be open to its meaning and to its playful nature and its storm and its life as it grows and fades and grows again into peace, as do we with Him. He is glory as is the garden, and as are you, oh mother earth.
Photograph by Randie Mayo “Bobbi”
You are a color but know the way, be holy to morning glory and pray he will know you and cherish the one of many to come before you. You are as rare as any, but there are more coming on the vine. Then follow, follow, follow the vine and know the source and know where it leads. If you cannot see, then know to see in God and he will open your eyes to His glory.
Note: Be wary of tier and be sure to follow.
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