River of love March 5, 2014 0 Comment Meanderings On my porch this morning as I looked over my river in the midst of a dark storm with rain pelting her surface, I realized she never runs angry. She may overflow at times, but it is only when her love cannot be contained. Follow Along the Ray on WordPress.com Like this:Like Loading... SHARE THIS PREVIOUS POST← Personal string theory NEXT POSTPast lives →
