By the edge of the meadow, where wild weeds aspire,
Life dances in chaos, untamed with fire.
A tapestry woven with threads of the earth,
Celebrating the beauty of life and its worth.
- Paul Adam
By the edge of the meadow, where wild weeds aspire,
Life dances in chaos, untamed with fire.
A tapestry woven with threads of the earth,
Celebrating the beauty of life and its worth.