Before the seed there comes the thought of bloom.
Before the seed there comes the thought of bloom.
It was the best place to be, thought Wilbur, this warm delicious cellar, with the garrulous geese, the changing seasons, the heat of the sun, the passage of swallows, the nearness of rats, the sameness of sheep, the love of spiders, the smell of manure, and the glory of everything.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories