He was too little yet to fly, but he would spread his wings and bathe them in the warm afternoon sun as he went about his little adventures, soaking up all the joy and love the natural world had to offer.
9.22.2016
The Boy With the Golden Wings
Once upon a time there was a beautiful green meadow ringed by gracious trees and bathed in laughing sunlight. And in this magical place there lived a little boy with golden wings: a fairy prince.
He was too little yet to fly, but he would spread his wings and bathe them in the warm afternoon sun as he went about his little adventures, soaking up all the joy and love the natural world had to offer.
Because he knew that someday he would fly, and then his little adventures would become big, and he would need all the lovingkindness he could carry, to see him through to the end.
He was too little yet to fly, but he would spread his wings and bathe them in the warm afternoon sun as he went about his little adventures, soaking up all the joy and love the natural world had to offer.
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