Quote of the day:
Praise, like gold and diamonds, owes its value only to its scarcity.
I walk along the edge.
A silent path of sorts.
A dwelling place of which I seek.
Enclosed underneath fallen leaves.
I run beside the shores.
A splash upon my feet.
A swelling inside my heart.
Undisclosed like a web it weaves.
I seek deep knowledge within.
A mirror that reflects.
A dwelling of my soul.
Overexposed like sunshine.
Current Listen: Jill Scott- Golden