His heart beat only love — not a drop of hate-tinged blood in his body. – Terri Guillemets
The treasure of self is buried under the rainbow and yet glows beyond the sun. – Terri Guillemets
His heart beat only love — not a drop of hate-tinged blood in his body. – Terri Guillemets
The treasure of self is buried under the rainbow and yet glows beyond the sun. – Terri Guillemets
All it takes is one bloom of hope to make a spiritual garden. – Terri Guillemets