In the aftermath of a storm that tore branches off trees and ripped fences apart, the sky warmed into a soothing peach and marked with light a reminder of its invincible might.
“O Son of Beauty! By My spirit and by My favor! By My mercy and by My beauty! All that I have revealed unto thee with the tongue of power, and have written for thee with the pen of might, hath been in accordance with thy capacity and understanding, not with My state and the melody of My voice.”
Wow!!!!
Setting the bar very high as you return to these shores … WOW.
WOOOOOWWW. negeen, this is sooooo amazing. great capture!!! :)
WOOOOOWWW. negeen, this is sooooo amazing. great capture!!! :) wonderful, wonderful!
thank you!