“Why would I want a summertime love when I can have you in all the seasons?”

She has constellations in her wilding soul, a soft-paced heart in a spirit beyond control.

We need to see inside our souls the massive beauty of this world.

Keep your mind open, your spirit wide and loose, the heart warm and kind.

This is my soul skin. Born from the dust, blooming from within.

Greatness is not built in a rush, but with acre, patience and love.

People are as wonderful as skies. As mysterious as magical. As sweet as tragical.

She has nature running through her veins, which sometimes bites like cactus, other times calms like sounds of rain.

I’m finding light between all my shadows; my own way to wholeness.

You’re like that fiery sunset that no one expects after a rainy day. It always makes your day brighter.

Hey you, don’t let your thoughts swallow you.

I think autumn can teach us a lot about love. About how muh beauty can be hidden in layers of change.

Just like a wildflower, you will find your way to bloom.

I wish to be as brave as the moon; because even by the darkness, she always finds a way to shine.

Change begins within each of us.

I want to go, look for my essence, know myself and change myself; because nobody is constant.

I hope you find peace in your heart, a home in your spirit.

We choose our gardens based on what will bloom, and we wait out the seasons, until they do. And sometimes, love needs patience too.

All the vices are seasoned with pride just as the virtues are seasoned and enlivened by charity.

If y’all like spooky season just examine my brain. It’s plastered across this page on display.

Without a thorough conviction of sin, men may seem to come to Jesus and follow Him for a season, but they will soon fall away and return to the world.

I fell like the rain on a perfectly sunny afternoon. It rushed over me out of nowhere. It opened up the skies.

The Bible teaches that true joy is formed in the midst of the difficult seasons of life.

O seasons, O castles, What soul is without flaws? All its lore is known to me, Felicity, it enchants us all.

I’ll accept your love with April showers on any given day. Our love is not just for one season.