Cradle of the Divine
The way it always speaks its mind without remorse from the Divine to cradle all its children dear within its life year after year. (c) Jade Jaspers
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Nature's Frivolity
Image generated by Meta Facebook, November 2024 Writing by Jade Dane Jaspers © January 31, 2026 You must know it's true I am not aloof, it's just who I am in all my humanity. In spite of opinions, that others rely on, I tend not to harbor their ideologies. It’s so not my genre, holding no interest for me I prefer nature in all its frivolity with all that there is to see and all that I want it to mean, to me, myself personally, this is my genre. In quiet contemplations, without pronunciations, allowing proclamations from all nature speaks. Not one thing or another, to whether or rather, simply allowing its multiplicity. Its grandeur, its splendor, its rivers, its timbers, this sunrise, this star light, this tree bloom, this mountain side, of bird, vine, or flower woven gently by its power, I am of nature in all its frivolity. Jade Dane Jaspers © January 31, 2026
