Mother Nature's Sleep The snowflakes, the silence echoes across the dark winter's night. Nothing but a coat to keep out the frozen breeze that whips and throws snow like confetti into the air without a cause to celebrate except for the breath still in my chest, the only warmth I have left living in the harshness of Mother Nature's sleep. Justin Farley
Soul Notes – Poems and Reflections
If you’re searching for meaning in a world that feels too busy, too loud, too dominated by endless scrolling, Soul Notes is a place to feel heard. A few times a month, I send reflections on nature, mental health, and spirituality. Words to carry with you.






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