Flowers whisper “Beauty!” to the world, even as they fade, wilt, fall. – Dr.SunWolf, professorsunwolf.com
During the darkest indigo midnight, yet will countless stars blossom. – Dr.SunWolf, professorsunwolf.com

Flowers whisper “Beauty!” to the world, even as they fade, wilt, fall. – Dr.SunWolf, professorsunwolf.com
During the darkest indigo midnight, yet will countless stars blossom. – Dr.SunWolf, professorsunwolf.com
The priest was on a roll: “Each person you meet is worthy of your compassion!” he prayed loudly. “Sheep, too,” the knitter mentally added. – Dr.SunWolf, professorsunwolf.com
A flock of geese leave their lake and take wing, turning to poems in the sky. – Dr.SunWolf, professorsunwolf.com