reverence
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Beauty is.
Dear Flower, I might describe you with a label I once was taught, or proudly exclaim you with accuracy, from my limited knowledge of florals. I might give you fame, by taking your photo. Showing you off to a world… Continue reading
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Awakening to the Universe’s Song
Hidden from sight, The bird shared its song. Melody of wonderment, Melody of presence, Delight sharing in Sound alone. I couldnt see (the bird) It was only heard. Presence hidden, Shrouded, Behind the greenery of a summer filled tree Hiding… Continue reading
James Ballantyne 