søndag 22. desember 2013

Mother


Mother, a Mother of them all, have the Passion for Life. As soon as a Life is starting, he or she feels the little Life inside. The Impression goes stright to the Heart, and a varm feeling comes snirckling by a tiny, veiny, bitty Flame, that springs up deep in the Heart. One day it shall burst out and Live a Life of its own, hopefully, and maybe once get a Feeling like a Mother or Father sometimes get, when they senses the Power of Life. And you can maybe see a flower blooming out for Christmas, taking the nessesary time to blossom.

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