Suffering shares its home among the pages of time which nonetheless carries infinite shadows and softness.

Whence came quiet sounds in the night that linger long in the soul of the dreamer of dreams?

Churning within the channels opens the way for energy to find its way among the substantial streams again.

Refreshment of the soul is laid with love for a plethora of rivers of light.

The clean lines of earthen fields of luscious green enliven the spirit and color the soul with purpose.

Spellbound gaze falls upon our liquid pools that radiate light.

Take a breath and then another and remember your soul in your heart. Therein peace glows.