Tag: The Banksia
The banksia. A striking flower. A well of knowledge. A mirror that reflects all the paths I’ve walked down, all the doors that I’ve opened on this journey. My feet wander on, eyes, mouth, ears opened, soaking in the voices. The voices that talk to me, lead me, tell me stories of old and new. More paths are taken, more doors are open. My … Read More The Voices
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