Wednesday, June 22, 2016

The Spirit ascends






The Spirit ascends



by Nicole Page-Smith











We are in laurel leaves in our hair and we are of the tree. Trees and branches become synonymous with the stars in the sky. Branches of entanglement of worth reflect your star path and the Universes of star patterns far, far, away. An indication of our cosmos exists, in the starry night sky, on a well lit, night. Saint Mary Magdalene walked the pathway with the Spirit in mind, to reflect the Spirit of Jesus. To contemplate the hollow and the passage, of the Spirit, of Jesus, is to reflect on death, and God. Jesus was born in Heaven with the Spirit already on its journey. Our hollow skull is the Spirits cavity and God is our reflection as though the sky were our face. The sky blows with the wind and the laurel leaves scatter on the ground, our Spirit wind. Did you fly to Heaven today or catch the wings of an angel? Birds fly through the trees with the Spirit in mind for they represent love. Stars appear to overtake your Spirit and then, you are stardust. The whole of Heaven and the sky are covered with starlight by day. The pathway to a Saint is to walk, alone, in the company of God.












We are lit, by Heaven as Heaven, lines the way. The stars shine down, on Saints, as they are blessed, by God. We walk that way but never find the pathway of a Saint. God is alarmed but Saint Mary Magdalene was for men. We are of the one Spirit of Jesus. We are of the skull because we are of the one Spirit. Our Spirit is blessed by the one cavity. We ascend our knowledge out of the cave and this is when the book is written. The bible was written for the birth of Jesus after ascension, day. The tomb is empty where Jesus lay for the Spirit ascends to Jesus. Saint Mary Magdalene dealt with ascension. The Spirit of Jesus was transcended, into the heart matter of the laurel bush he went. We are blessed by the love of Jesus for we are of the heart, the heart of the Lord Jesus Christ. Stars light up for Jesus at night and God bless the stars. Stars fall down on the Saints by day for starlight in Heaven and they circle the wings of fate, the anointed one, the Lord above. The laurel is a blessing wand.












Saint Mary Magdalene is from the tree and the Saint is the wood. Trees have leaves and they are, a laurel, of worth. Tree leaves are of the laurel bush and there are stakes of worth in the bushes, a thorn for some. Thorn bushes are not of the laurel for they are of the worth. Leaves scatter and fall when the Spirit blows through, on a wintery day. God was born on the Cross, for the stake and the eye of Jesus, he was Crucified for love. A love of the Spirit is the heart of Jesus. Saint Mary Magdalene walks on the laurel. The bushes of worth are for the blessing of Saint Mary Magdalene. The wind blows with the Spirit of Jesus, for the Spirit's Christian worth. Your skull is scatted by leaves for the Spirit, a laurel of the wreath. We are fated by the wings of the Saint of worship and we feel her presence in the stars. The stars of nature hold the trees in their arms for a nature of Mother, worth. The laurel is your worth.













Mother Earth denotes the laurel tree and Daphne was so, evergreen. Eternal love was at play but Mother Nature, knew, no more. We are blessed at the Spring of Eternal youth. Green and forever green, the wood could tell us more. Green is the Spirit of the wood, for laurel leaves know forever more. We are of the Spirit tree and Daphne was dressed in a lovely way. Cupid's arrow would know no other huntress. Are we related to Spring or Eternity? Leaves scatter and your wreath is blessed but do not wear the laurel or know the moral of the story, blessed. Laurel leaves are forever grown and known to the tree of the blessed. We are of known and worth, forever, of the laurel. Daphne walks a starry path and portrays forever blessed, a Nymph of the forest of worth. River gods are blessed. The primal waters are of the Spring and Eternal are they for the Holy water. Gods live there, to guard the Spirit and Nymphs are of the forest. Daphne describes our Holy water, pure, for Daphne is of the laurel. The Eternal Spring can only be found in your heart and God branches out. Love is of the waters Divine, our Spirit.













Daphne's roots grew into the waters edge. Laurels are the moral of the story for they have feet. Laurels walk the pathway for they grow branches and roots entangle their feet. Laurel leaves are for the hair and like Daphne your hair would have the laurel. Blowing in the wind, trees, do celebrate the laurel. We are of the moral. Our Spirit flies with the wind but down on earth, Mother Earth, combines her knowledge. The stream of entangled earth and clods of roots of trees that do overhear her, have Daphne embrace the laurel. Of primal waters we are stream. Creatures of the forest fly with butterfly wings to wild honeybees for the maiden and the maiden is of the comb. Black as treacle honey, our wild hives do buzz. Mother Earth they called the laurel for our Mother had feet and did walk. We walk the laurel. Our feet are wet with forest earth.











Mother Earth. Saints walk the pathway. Starlight is our vision. On the other side of the world, by day, white light, glows. Tread the laurel for the leaves. Walk as though, through, freshly fallen Autumn leaves, a garden pathway for a Saint. The footsteps and Saint Mary Magdalene walked, through, the garden gate. The eternal pathway fears no trespass where starlight holds your heart. Heaven is the knowing of the heart. Eternal is the pathway to a Saint. 











Garden rocks covered the tomb of Jesus. Jesus is of the rock. The tomb of Jesus holds the eternal light of the Spirit and the heart for some. Realms spin in the celestial heavens, above. We are human beings, but live of Original Sin, born of the laurel, for Jesus and Mother Earth, our primal waters. Saint Mary Magdalene is our Mother, for the Saint protected the right to love Jesus, our human Spirit. What is your connection to God? The skull? Laurels line the pathway to Jesus and along the Galilee. We are of the one Spirit, one Heaven, one mind and the pathway to Jesus. Saint Mary Magdalene walked the pathway to Heaven and to the tomb of Jesus. The Spirit ascends.

















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Thursday, June 16, 2016

God say a prayer






God say a prayer



by Nicole Page-Smith











We are heart for we are one with the Lord. Daphne describes the coral, the coral of the heart where, the sea would flow, the sea of the heart. Our heart flows like the sea. Blood flows, through the heart and the blood is our brine, for we are the brine of Earth. The salt of the Earth is our brine. We are the salt of the Earth. The salt of the Earth is the coral at the bottom of the sea. We are nothing to God but the trodden one and our blood is trodden into the Earth. Christ lay down and died for he was the brine, the brine of the Earth and the sea. We are of the trodden Earth, already a well known, pathway. Accept your position is nothing to God. Daphne represents our heart for Daphne is the tree. Trees walk, too, in the hand of the Lord, for they have feet. The foot of the book is the rule of thumb. God gave us trees to rule our life by, they are, our paperweight. We are of the book, for it is written.












The love of Christ is in the forest, for the forest trees were of the heart, of Jesus. Daphne lived there, too, in the forest and was a forest tree. Daphne lived by the stream. There were mythological beings, of the stream, who, materialized, from time to time, too and they were the heart of the forest, also. Who does live in your heart? Pans live there, with Centaurs and Divine creatures, of God. Minerva is their warrior god but Minerva is not of the stream. Honey and bumblebees live there, too, in the forest. Beware of the bumblebee maid. In the forest heart, there is a tree and it is as red as blood, the blood red tree. Daphne is the one to notice. In the forest there are butterflies. Beware of the snake. Why do people have snakes in their hearts? People have snakes in their hearts because there are snakes in the forest. When, there is a snake in your tree you know no Sin. Beware of the book of the forest, tree, for Daphne lives there. There are little forest creatures, who, frequent the ground so, ask your name, to the forest floor. Creatures live there.












Creatures of the forest know the Spirit by name and the Spirit of God lives there, in the forest. Saint Mary Magdalene walks by the Spirit of God. The pathway of a Saint is of the book. We are all of the nature of the forest. Our wood is our book. The coat of fur is of the hair and of the bow of a string. The cover was of the hide, of the hide of an animal. The book was of the forest and of the pathway of a Saint. Saint Mary Magdalene took hide with her. We are the water of one and one blood with the blood of Christ. Saint Mary Magdalene walked through as though on a starry night, through a mystical pathway. God took Saint Mary Magdalene to the Spirit, to her Spirit, to the Spirit of God and the Spirit of the trees. Christians see stars, in the forest, by night, for Christ lives in the forest. Books live in the forest, too, for they are of the book. The hair of a goat, Saint Mary Magdalene was full of hair. They made strings for a later date. Bows are made of lime wood. Our church is our forest, wood. The church is lined with wood. On the Holy day of the year, they have presentation and they present Saint Mary Magdalene. Saint Mary Magdalene was a Saint who contemplated Jesus and the Crucifixion, the Spirit of death. Jesus suffered Christ and Christ, died, on the Cross, for our Sin. Our Sin was of the trees because we were of the book. Christ died under the star of Jesus.














We were of the stake, Jesus said. Our Cross, is of the tree. Trees are felled for Jesus. Saint Mary Magdalene walked the line. Sin was of the book, Jesus said. Virtue was of her nature and her nature was Mother Earth. It is written, in the book of Jesus that Sin was her Mother, the book of Jesus wrote. To redeem the Sin of Jesus, the Mary mother gave birth, mother Mary gave birth to Jesus. The birth of Jesus is of the book, of the book of Jesus. The bible was of the book and this is written in the trees, in the trees of nature. Mother Mary is of the book, of the book of the Earth for the Mother represents nature. Nature is the Mother of the Earth and is called Mother Earth. We are of the stake. The stake of the Earth is Mother Nature. Saint Mary Magdalene is of the trees for the Saint holds the laurel leaf. We are of the book because we are of the fur. The laurel cover of the book is of the wood for it is staked in the heart of Jesus. The book is of the Spirit of Jesus. Earth is our Spirit and creatures are our friends.













There are forests of worth and creatures live there, too. Jesus lives in the forest. Every year, Saint Mary Magdalene, blesses the forest of worth and holds the laurel. Like Daphne, of a different tree of worth, the tree of life from former gods and the god of the forest, the cloth is blessed. Mother Earth was of nature. We are to bless the cloth on certain Holy days and of old, it is blessed. Creatures bless the forest with their trespass, through. Leaves rustle with the wind. Saint Mary Magdalene would have worn the cloth, the cloth of her Holy day. There was a rock formation outside the forest and this is where Jesus, lay. Saint Mary Magdalene contemplated the skull. There is a candle there, too and a rope for penitents. God say a prayer.


















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Thursday, June 9, 2016

Daphne is the tree of love






Daphne is the tree of love



by Nicole Page-Smith











Our Spirit is death and it flies to Heaven. God is the dead part of your Soul to bring to the living. We were born dead for God but we live, for we live the life of Christ and we have to bring our heart into flesh, into the flesh and blood of a man. God gives us a reason to live and this is Christ but mainly our contemplation, the contemplation of the Spirit. So, what is the contemplation of the Spirit? Death and it's contemplation. Saint Mary Magdalene walks the line. Heaven is death for Heaven is the Spirit. We are born to love God and this is death. God is death for God is the Spirit that flies to Heaven. Golden is death, for death is the love of Christ and his contemplation. Saint Mary Magdalene contemplated the Spirit, the Spirit of the skull. The Spirit of Jesus was the contemplation of Mary, for Mary contemplated her birth. The bird flew down from Heaven because the bird was the death of contemplation or the Spirit. The Spirit skull is our death for we die in the love of Jesus. We die into God's love.











The Spirit walks the pathway. Death is the representation of Saint Mary Magdalene, for the Saint is the skull. Our penitents, is to believe, in the word of God, for God did breath the Spirit into our mouths. Eternal love is the Spirit of God, for he is of the Spirit. Death is the Spirit of love, for she is red and of the blood, of the blood of Christ. Christ is our Spirit, for we are human beings. God redeem our Sin. We are of the skull for we hold the penitent belief. The belief in the Self, is the belief in the heart of Jesus but Saint Mary Magdalene contemplated the Crucifixion. The contemplation of death is the skull. Our penance is to believe in God. Our Spirit, be with us. 











To be mother is of the Mother of the Earth. Saint Mary Magdalene represents Mother Earth in the form of death. Our skull is of the fur, down with the animals. Our Spirit be with us like a wild hive of honey. In the forest are bees, they line the way and animals live in forests, too. The fur and the animals are of the Spirit, of the Spirit of Mother Earth. We are of one brethren and one brethren with God, the Spirit. Trees of the forest have branches of hope but, when Satan's leaves fall, the West wind blows. Your Spirit blows through the forest as it blows through the skull of death. We are of the living with a living Spirit but it is of the order of Christ and blows through you. The Soul acquires life as you wander through the Spirit. When, Christ died his Spirit was with him, he was of the Spirit and of the one Spirit with God. Saint Mary Magdalene contemplated Christ's Crucifixion. The Spirit blows through you. We are of fur with Saint Mary Magdalene as our Spirit is our animal element. 











Our transient Spirit is part of Heaven and although our Spirit is of the element of God, we are of the living. Our Spirit is mortal. The natural part of our animal self is the flesh. Our branches and trees require the flesh. Our body branches through, itself. We are of veins and membranes with our nerve endings, feeling the sensations, of the flesh. But, when we are of body, we are of Spirit Earth. God gave us covering and a fur coating, like the animals but God gave us flesh to require Spirit, the Spirit flesh. Soul is in the development of Earth for the Soul has Earth or is part of the Soul of the Earth. We are connected like the branches to the trees. Stars and the moon, shine down on us, on a well lit, night, to guide our pathway, forwards. Saint Mary Magdalene reflected on the transient moment of death, the passing of the Spirit and the Spirit itself through, the branches of the heart. We are stumped in Earth like a tree stump. Branching out we contemplate our leaves. New foliage takes our Spirit to life and love is our progression as a human being. We further our pathway.











With branches we are one with God. We are trees. Some trees, do shuffle, in the presence of Daphne. Trees learn in anticipation. We are the forest. Branches grow with new shoots of growth like the heart. Leaves rustle in the wind but beware of Satan. Mother Earth, take her. Daphne digs deep with new roots through, the Earth. The leaves of Satan grow on the trees. In the forest of Daphne, new growth appears but Mother Earth hides her, down through, her roots, to reach the water table. Daphne was born of the Nymph, of the water. The water Nymph splits three ways, the Mother Earth, Daphne and the stream, her roots meet Earth. Branches become her, for Daphne, is the tree of life. Daphne is the heart spring and the well. The goddess is one and three. God has the water god equal a Nymph, for the Spirit, a Soul, for the god and a heart for thee or Daphne, the tree. Her roots grow deep. Daphne is the tree of love.

















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Friday, June 3, 2016

God is our contemplation






God is our contemplation



by Nicole Page-Smith











Saint Mary Magdalene knows your soul for she is death and her contemplation, the contemplation of the Mother, Mother Nature, Mother Earth and Mother Mary or motherhood, for the day of the Lord. Death is your mother. Saint Mary Magdalene had to contemplate not only the death of Jesus, but, the impact on the mother of Jesus, Mary, the Virgin and for Christians, death is known as the Mother, mother of all deaths. Contemplation is the death of the Spirit. The gentle pathway to death is the life we lead through, the life of the Lord. Our eternal Spirit can live on through, the love of God and the union with God, is our heavenly death. The soul is our development of death and its contemplation of the Spirit. Daphne is the heart of the forest or the life of the tree where, Saint Mary Magdalene is more reflective of Mother Earth and the ways of Nature. Saint Mary Magdalene became one with the animals to know the fur, the cloth and Jesus, the life of man. Man knows no Sin until the Devil's trespass and this is the tree of God. Christ, was Crucified, of the tree or of the wood, he was nailed to the Cross, a wooden impaling. This is the time for Jesus, grown, to embrace Mother Nature or for Christian writing when, men have written their first book or are of the book of Nature, where, Mary lay. We nominate our name in a Christian birthing or when we are born of the flesh. We are born of the flesh when, we write our first book or contribute to Jesus. The heart is of the flesh.












Jesus walked. Saint Mary Magdalene is the Virgin maid for the Saint is a representation of contemplation. The Crucifixion of Jesus is, by way of death, the most powerful understanding of the human being and Christianity or why God wrote the bible. We are of the flesh, for we are human. We are of God for we are of the Spirit. But, we are of Christ, Christianity and human beings because we are one with God. The Holy Spirit, take us to our angel, the angel above, for he is the Lord and lives in the clouds. Of the flesh is of the Crucifixion of Jesus so, we are both the Lord. Human beings and Jesus are one, one with the flesh. Saint Mary Magdalene walked the garden pathway for the Saint was of the heart, of the heart of Jesus. Jesus was the contemplation of Mary. Death is the Spirit of Jesus and Saint Mary Magdalene was for the love of the Spirit. Comprehending the tomb of where Jesus lay, in the ground buried for Jesus, is of profound importance to the skull in translation as a representation of death as the skull. The bones or where, Jesus lay, in consecration, is the penitents of Saint Mary Magdalene. To punish of the skull, is Divine contemplation. The Spirit is the Lord of God. The core, Divine heart and flower on the tree of Jesus, is our essence. The essence of being is to be Divine and of the heart. God loved Jesus, too much. The garden, love your heart.












Christ grows with you and though you like a heart in the garden of Jesus. The heart branches out, with new foliage and grows with the knowledge of love. A garden is representative of a Christened garden of coral, at the bottom, of the sea. Coral reefs are resplendent with the colours of ascension, brightly coloured like the wings of Divine angels. Tropical fish, swimming through the coral, glimmer with Sunlight reflecting through the water. Beautiful birds and tropical butterflies appear to have a similar association as the Divine heart, in love as they fly up through the treetops in a forest like Divine angels. Your heart is in love. Coral has currents of the seawater through the plant life like the blood that rushes through our veins. Our heart may feel surrounded by the foliage of the heart. Daphne, part human and part tree, may get up and, walk through, her forest, camouflaged, in her branches where, the trespass is like a voyage, to the bottom of the sea. God is the blood in your veins. 












Saint Mary Magdalene is the Saint and God walk the pathway. When we are fur we are one with the animals. The fur is of the book. The book is covered in fur for it is of the blood, of the blood of Christ. Christ was sacrificed for Jesus, for Jesus is where he lay. Saint Mary Magdalene walked through the heart of Jesus and it was as though the Saint was of the blood, Christ, the blood of Jesus. Jesus Christ is where he lay. The Lamb of God is the lamb of Jesus for he was of the faith. The peacock feather told you so. Sacred vessels were used to collect the sacrifice for we are of the blood. The angels of ascension reflect the blood of Christ for he was multicoloured and one, one with the Lord Jesus Christ, one with God and one with himself. Blood is the Lamb of God. Christians are of the one wool and the Saint wore fine wool for protection from the animals but who are the animals for God? The animal is the Sin of the human being or yourself. We were born of a primal faith and it was the faith of an animal, to love you. Saint Mary Magdalene committed no Sin but condemned the death of Jesus and this was her penitents, the punishment of the skull and the contemplation of the Lord. It is Sin to contemplate the Lord, for he bore the heart, the heart of a lamb and lambs are the "Lamb of God". Christ was a meek, mild, servant of God and bore his love.












We are of the Cross, of the Cross of Jesus. Saint Mary Magdalene wore the fur of an animal, for the Saint was fur. Christ wore the cloth. To wear the cloth is to were the book, the book of the Lord and the book of God. God had us made in the garden of the Lord amongst the animals, where we were born of the garden, of the garden of Christ. The garden of Christ is the heart, is the heart of Jesus. We are blood, we are fur, fur of an animal, we have Soul, we have Spirit, we have the Spirit of Jesus, for he was of the God, of the birds and animals, Christ was of the garden. Saints have the fur of an animal for they are of the Spirit. The Spirit of the garden is Jesus. Saint Mary Magdalene walked the pathway. Garden pathways are to be walked. You walk the pathway of the fur for this is the path of the Spirit, we have a fur coating but, the Saint is of the fur for Jesus. Our Soul is blood deep. Our Spirit fly to Jesus, in the garden, the garden of the Lord. Our fur is an animal and Saint Mary Magdalene represents our Spirit self. God is our contemplation.

















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Friday, May 27, 2016

Gardens know your heart






Gardens know your heart



by Nicole Page-Smith











Jesus is the heart of mankind. Human beings own a heart. The cloth is the fur of Jesus for we possess his heart. The fur of the Lord is the fur of the cloth and this gives you a warm feeling. In the cloth there is a nature of the Lord and this is Jesus Christ. Jesus was of the fur for he was the Holy one. The warm cloth of the fur is religious. We were born of the cloth and lay bare, for of the forest, Adam and Eve, lay. They were born of the cloth because they were born naked in the garden of the Lord, said a Saint. Saint Mary Magdalene lay bare, for Saints lead the life of Jesus. We are all of the cloth and all of the fur for we lay bare our life in the garden. Our life is the heart and therefore, we are, Jesus. Saint Mary Magdalene was veiled, by the forest of death, God took her to the forest that day and God bore witness, for Saint Mary Magdalene lay bare, lay bare, her heart, for Jesus. God veil her heart, Saint Mary Magdalene's heart with the knowledge and the love of Jesus. In the garden is bare wood, to kindle your heart.












God looked into the forest and from his heavenly position on high, observed the trees. In the trees there is wood and we see our Spirit self amongst the trees. Daphne is the goddess of vice for she is he, the Spirit Nymph, the Spirit of the tree and the Spirit self. We are born of the tree for we are he of God and we are born of the heart for we have branches, branches of nature. The nature of the tree is our heart and that is why we grow as the heart grows with love. Trees have life and grow of nature and that is why they need water for their stems, roots of another earth. The water nymph is amongst us and we have need for trees, they describe our life where the heart is. If we reflect life, we reflect Heaven in God's trees and here we reflect the trees of the forest, for we have heart. The heart of the tree is wood and this is where we fear to trespass. Our heart is of ascension and this is why we know trees in our heart through branches of the heart. This is the wood of our beginning and the knowing of our origins, a growth in the knowledge of God. If the snake of the tree where our Soul, we would be a Devil in the knowing of our Divine self, the Spirit. We are, our own, Divine pathway, though, the forest.












Daphne has trees where we have leaves for Daphne is of a delicate nature. Of the nature is the forest. Leaves are of a delicate nature where they grow. Hearts are for helping you and there are trees, in the forest where, there are leaves. Daphne was in the forest that day playing with Dianna, the hunter. On an ascension day we are of the birth, of the birth of Jesus. Daphne and the huntress were gods of the forest. There were Nymphs and Pans and, Centaurs, too. On the day of the leaves, leaves will fall. Leaves fall from the trees. Trees are of a delicate nature and ascend through the sky, towards the stars, in the sky, at night. There were clouds that day when Jesus entered the forest and gave her nature. Leaves on trees say no. There were forest trees and forest leaves and, they saw her, too. The heart has a tree with branches and on that day, he grew like a tree. Mother Nature was all around on the ground for Jesus. In the forest we walk. Trees and leaves and Jesus, are all around. Daphne was her name for she was heart, the heart of the forest trees and they are of a delicate ascension, for God. We grew with the leaves. 












The leaves grew with Satan's leaves for they were of the forest. In the forest a cool wind blows when Daphne arrives from the river's edge, her father was a water Nymph, to give love to the goddess maid. Death blows with the forest wind. Our leaves grow and come to pass. The forest heart is the core of your being as are the leaves on Satan's tree. When, death is at store we die in our forest for the heart is felled of its branches. Satan's leaves then, fall to the ground and blow away at dawn's first light. Life has past us by in the forest. Mother Nature nurtured her breast, in the forest home, for the rest. Ailing are the leaves on the trees, for the dying. When age, passes the Spirit by, Daphne stands still. Daphne is heart where, we are leaves, the leaves on the tree, fallen to the ground, for Satan, to collect. Our Spirit has gone. The forest is the wind of Satan where, we are the leaves of change. The tree grew that day and life passed the sapling, by. Grow old before the forest wind. Daphne planted her roots where, Daphne had once walked, the forest floor. New saplings grow new shoots.













Daphne was the love of the forest. When, you go into the garden, there are earthly delights. Daphne is part of the wood. There are leaves and these are part of the green, for they are new saplings. Leaves are part of Mother Earth. Gods live amongst the trees in the forest for they are your Virtue, where you are Vice. We are Vice to Mother Earth when, she knows we are notable. Notable children of the forest play amongst the gods but, they are her Virtue, the Virtue of Mother Earth. Children are part of God and provide future leaves on Daphne's tree. Primal Nature and the forest are akin with the animals of the forest where, she is snake. Devils and Earth gods scatter the Evil of Mother Nature and fly off with the butterflies. The wind of Nature is the wind of change. Scattering with the leaves is Satan's work. Our lives are as momentary as the wind is, with the leaves, in the trees. Our heart knows no other tree than, the tree of life. Daphne played in the forest that day. We win the battle of life and then, pass through the forest. God takes you to the garden trees where, forest is your nature. Gardens know your heart.


















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