aforethought after an ease; at peace

thru nature‚Äôs lullaby we rest our heads, chest abound, awound we creep the crepts of realms. at ease, the peace we seek comes afound after a long day of allowing thyself to churn it out of thin air. magic they call it. adjust the thought and work and see the work is the magic. wut … Continue reading aforethought after an ease; at peace