Rescued By The Divine
Angels arrive in all shapes and sizes.
Mountain cracks open.
Whispers my name to the clouds.
Grace saves me from gloom.
About the Creator
Saffron Sage
"We accept the love we think we deserve."
What makes a life worth living? Collecting whispers.
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