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| Marie Claire |
She was in the garden planting seeds and weeding, she looked so beautiful with the straw sun hat on, her hair just wild and dangling, like the main of a wild horse, fresh, strong, vital. I brought some tea and biscuits and we sat holding hands and I smiled and sighed .
She said it was good working the earth and I just said an empathetic yes and remarked its so like you to plant the seeds in such beautiful rows and patterns.
I looked at her as she went to plant more. I realised it was not only her physical beauty, her softness, her warmth, it was her 'emptiness' where the spirit which is love was granted free access to her mind and being. She had very little obtrusive thought, she was less complicated than some others and she had a natural simplicity that shone through.
She was dynamic yet not violent or offensive and I felt my innermost being, my very soul conjoining with hers and I felt the bliss of this and realised I have been truly blessed.
SHACK
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