Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Morning Prose

Peace equanimity, spaceiousness, I sit  still and pass are thoughts one wants to
grab onto, but linger sometimes are wisdom. Words not my own...

I am still, two cardinals fly outside my window, quiet is all around me....I
start.to sing...."To you as daylight fades, giver of imortal day.......I'm on
the hilltop at the monastary........

I have everything, and I have nothing but the joy of this new day. The time laid
out to share and raise someone else upward to their highest being, to see them,
to share moments in laughter that sew new fabric on their being which will both
stretch them and comfort them...

I am

-k

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