Risk And then the day came, when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to Blossom. Anaïs Nin
A poem to inspire you today
Hope is the thing with feathers: "Hope" is the thing with feathers— That perches in the soul— And sings the tune without the words— And never stops—at all— And sweetest—in the Gale—is heard— And sore must be the storm— That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm— I've heard it in the… Continue reading A poem to inspire you today
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