Indeed. From the ashes the Phoenix rises. New, tiny green shoots emerge from burnt forest floor. Somehow in this stifling, corrupt culture a fresh wind blows. Hold dear ones, hold this moment, this life. Even in our pain, loss and grief, we rise...
Indeed. From the ashes the Phoenix rises. New, tiny green shoots emerge from burnt forest floor. Somehow in this stifling, corrupt culture a fresh wind blows. Hold dear ones, hold this moment, this life. Even in our pain, loss and grief, we rise...