Natural Bridge Virginia Painting Blue Ridge Parkway Painting
The truth was a treasure that came clear on a late Spring day as she walked beneath the arch, free as a bird and knowing she would rise and spring forth stronger than she had been before. Everywhere there sprung up signs of life.
Though the stone was blue with shadow and the forested path shades of the coolest greens, her heart was warmed by a fire that still burned. Her eyes fixed on a horizon of hope, she glided into a new day filled with blessings from the Blue Ridge and beyond.
What does your soul remember? What story of life is alive in you?