Happiness is a wide river that washes away your self. It is the first river, like that of an ancient myth, upon which the world rests.
A wind rises stirring your self into seeming importance.
Happiness is a wide river
Originally published: Mar 2005
Originally published: Mar 2005
Happiness is a wide river that washes away your self. It is the first river, like that of an ancient myth, upon which the world rests.
A wind rises stirring your self into seeming importance.