Wave once more, distant sun! Frost air shivers through birch and oak, so bare, where rays of light now flinch afraid; lichen grows, in veiled nooks of shade, where woods, are clad in autumn leaf, as days grow shorter, time now brief. In the night, lone here, sometimes […]



The mind is a recorder that can transform thoughts into reality and destinies into motion. The moment when one chooses which reality, it becomes a catalyst, and their universe will begin to change. © Roxi St. Clair


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