December Sunset in Sequim
In the silence of my soul I remember.
My Source sings to me of all that I am.
I listen rapt, vibrating, resonating, remembering.
In the silence of my soul, I know, again, the Truth that frees.
And I see this Truth in All, everywhere It is. I rejoice in silence.
Immersed in Gratitude for my being, I feel so grateful now.
And so it is.
My Source sings to me of all that I am.
I listen rapt, vibrating, resonating, remembering.
In the silence of my soul, I know, again, the Truth that frees.
And I see this Truth in All, everywhere It is. I rejoice in silence.
Immersed in Gratitude for my being, I feel so grateful now.
And so it is.
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