When the hot winds blow, child,
when the ice returns,
when the world feels barren and bleak,
in the midst of the darkest nights
when fear or pain engulfs you,
recall these petals, so soft and sweet,
and remember how tender
Love is.
~ A Joy Warrior's Journey
When the hot winds blow, child,
when the ice returns,
when the world feels barren and bleak,
in the midst of the darkest nights
when fear or pain engulfs you,
recall these petals, so soft and sweet,
and remember how tender
Love is.