Once in a while
on a Sunday in spring
I catch a moment
when the sunlight, the breeze,
a flower, a bee,
are timelessly present,
not yet named anything.
By Jean O'Sullivan - Observe Your World - Say Something! If you don't pay attention, you can easily be fooled. There's a sucker born every minute, don't let it be you. The invisible landscape of the soul shapes the visible landscape of the world. Make your contribution in concert with a clear conscience and a compassionate heart.
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