Upon the Return
As we may wish, for days of sadness, to return to light; that the clouds would give the clearance to the sun behind; the veil that separates us does fall, oh well, too often. Our grandmother passed away and we needed finding rest; not yet, today, but with a certain will. Our first walk after the New Years Eve has been tremendous. The pathways still have unexplored times. Igne Natura Renovatum Integra.