Snow’s Folly

My heart is laden with the late winter's snow How pristine... How very elegant and decadent Swaddled with my prideful green boughs bending low Not even the beckoning wanton gusts evoke a quiver   But nigh on the horizon, the rays of spring Proceed, gleaming ever before and ever after Now, that which once benumbed falls, thawed, shattering... Continue Reading →

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Lena Kvigne // Missionary

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Footsteps, Footprints and Words

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Stories and philosophy, borne out of my own experiences of life on three continents.

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