Infinite Love Will Rise


“On blue summer evenings I’ll go down the pathways

Pricked by the grain, crushing the tender grass –

Dreaming, I’ll feel its coolness on my feet.

I’ll let the wind bathe my bare head.

I won’t talk at all, I won’t think about anything.

But infinite love will rise in my soul . . .”

Arthur Rimbaud


Nurture peace. Cultivate kindness. Carry the calm.


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