"When earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted and dried, When the oldest colors have faded, and youngest critic has died, We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it --lie down for an aeon or two. Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall set us to work anew..." ~Rudyard Kipling~
I am so glad to see you again.
Perhaps no balm can ease your deepest emotions of hurts and foibles. We all have regrets and hurts...
Still, treasure the vibrant life with which you've been blessd. Beyond, live life more than withered petals locked within your heart. Though crushed, the lavender emits a healing and soothing aromatic. Will you? I know you will and can.
The past is ashes. Let not the coming days inviolate the waking eye.
Be well, my friend.
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The LORD shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.
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