Spring thaw is on its way, whispering that deeper in the woods there are songs to be sung and dances to be danced if only I knew what they were...
"For he comes, the human child,
To the water and the wild."
The Journey of Desire; the Sacred Romance; Wild at Heart; it's time I read Eldredge's books again... before the peep-frogs start to sing.
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...down to the water to see the elves dance and sing upon the midsummer's eve.
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