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    Everything Starts in the Journey
    Everything Starts in the Journey
    Everything Starts in the Journey
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    Everything Starts in the Journey

    By Pooke

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    Nature makes me stop and take a deep breath in; I marvel at the awesomeness of creation. I relish the complexities and the dynamics between the seen and unseen. The imagined and the unimaginable.
    I sincerely hope that through these collection of words, one person in the world comes on a similar journey with me. And maybe sees what I see; or is it that, I have seen what they see.
    I want others to discover a new insight that would lead to self-discovery, and God discovery.
    It is simple yet more complex than we thought. There is beauty, awe, and reverence that this life and journey commands.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAuthorHouse
    Release dateNov 18, 2020
    ISBN9781728373393
    Everything Starts in the Journey
    Author

    Pooke

    The Author is a Communication Arts graduate from Marymount Manhattan College in New York. She loves gardening, hiking, cooking, and taking long walks along the shoreline. She has always been enthralled in the wonder and the beauty of nature. From the smallest pebbles and seashells found sprawled in sandy beaches, to the sounds of wildlife ushering in the spring. Her love for observing and communing with nature has led her to discover and enjoy God’s creativity and experience His amazing love. Her first book of poetry is a compilation of sights and sounds of the ordinary and extraordinary on her journey of discovery. She invites you the reader, to come along on this adventure to a place of renewed hope.

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