Photo Challenge: Whispers of the Past amidst the Forest Silence — Spirit in Politics

The brook whispering as it slid past the ice on the banks was the solitary sound in the woods, but I imagined it carried a voice–her voice–from winters past, but not forgotten. Before I quite caught it, the memory slipped away, as the sparkling water disappeared around the bend. Yet, the sky shone with an […]

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