Only The Winds Echoed

Our bodies are gardens to which our wills are gardeners.

William Shakespeare

I am homesick for a place,

I am not sure even exists.

One where my heart is full.

where my intentions are comprehended.

A safe haven – one where I can completely let go and be me.

My body loved.

And my soul fully understood.

When the well is dry. We know the worth of water.

Benjamin Franklin

Thank you for being with me. Let us rebuild a healthy state of mind.

Love, Francesca.

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