Where the summer breeze flows
It’s potential grows
Where the summer breeze stumbles the thunder rumbles
The sky dark, the sun gone, long after dawn
When the thunder roars the lightning soars
As the lightning soars the rain pours
The rain pours
So softly, the rain falls
After the storm is at an end
Life will rise once again
Realize the circle and be aware of it all
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I like this post! I love storms and thunder, and the gentle rainfall after the storm is over!
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The Nature of all reality is circle within circle, cycle within cycle. And as it is with Nature…so are the circles of human psychic experiential growth of the soul… The ascension of the soul into the Cosmos…is circle after circle…ascension after ascension…becoming ever increasingly more spiritualized in appearance…
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