Shines gently.

My heart stopped loving when you went away, and my tears started to stream down my face.

The hearth is the way to travel long distance to wherever love has reach.

Raking the depths of the bottomless pit.

This is what goes on in the middle of the night when all is still and quiet…

There are many golden gifts that are bestowed upon us, most of which are not used properly.

Stillness.

Finding peace and enjoying the beauty around you.

The ideal entry into a this world.

The dark the stillness the quiet it doesn’t restrict me. It sets me free.