The morning sunrise washing everything from me and and I begin anew. Even when I don't look at the sunrise but I wake with the love of the fresh new day in my heart it's the same. It's all love and out of the head of story---

I implore u to share the depths of the love you want to receive in giving- for I hear the beauty of ur words coupled with an unknowing---- what can we know but what our intentions build as bridges with bricks of prayers and hope... and even too that can be exploded in an instant with sickness or tragedy... be the love you so desire and one day u will find urself warmed in the coat of its making.... -k