Realise that you still may clasp the old loved friends and know that they are ever yours—realise that like children we may forever wander amid the fragrant flowers and perfumed glades—or soar to towering mountain tops without fatigue to view the vast expanse of ether blue, touched with golden, fleecy clouds floating over this Summerland home of souls' eternal rest.
28 April 2026
How do I find rest for my soul?
Posted by Luisa Rodrigues Luisa Rodrigues at 12:22
Labels: Conundrums
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