“We hear the rain, but not the snow. A day well lived must know the shape of silence.”
[Kent Nerburn, Small Graces]
Yet they are both made of water. They are the same in their purest form, blessing us with the unspoken in all things.
“We hear the rain, but not the snow. A day well lived must know the shape of silence.”
[Kent Nerburn, Small Graces]
Yet they are both made of water. They are the same in their purest form, blessing us with the unspoken in all things.