A lark in the skies raises its flight,
It's time to migrate north, looking for the glow
From a new spring sun.
Gone is Autumn with its yellow tears of golden leaves!
Saying goodbye to the beloved Solar Astro.
The sweet breeze of April, embodies in the last roses of the gardens
And the splendorous life goes back to sleep and reborn ...
Nothing is orange blossom or adventure! Everything precedes the Eternal cycle and the spin
Of the Eternal Wheel
Renewal Life is History itself, the plot of time, writes to its
See the signs.
An arrow directed towards a point can miss the trajectory
But it doesn't stop being an arrow,
Finally, with the daily practice, it will hit its point
And he will get his victory.
Thus, the subtle energy of thought follows in the footsteps
And in the feelings settles his abode
Perfé lense also at the highest and highest heights
Of the Great heavens contemplating the immensity in each
High thinking.
The Heart knows no limits when it is willing to emanate
The absolute Love that is the Redemptive and Creative Action of the Spirit
Holy
Two Leaves and two trees, two roses and two skies,
The World is dual, yet it comes from the only Reality
SO THAT THE HOLY LOVE OF IS A HOLY UNITY IS THE ONE THAT GUESTS YOU
IN THE HEART JEWEL
HE GIVES YOU
KUTHUMI.
Mirtha Verde-Ramos.
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