i stood still
as the dew drop fell
on a blade of grass
that had a lot to tell
about the night before
when it felt so low
a sense of despair
no sense of where to go
about the morning
when the first ray of light
came gently
turning darkness to light
let us stand still
hear our breath
i am grateful for this different kind of love
from the other side of the earth
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A beautiful quiet meditation, Sobhana. The smallest parts of nature, the morning, knowing you are alive, I think they can work wonders.
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True…the gift of life and its many wonders and kindness of strangers never cease to amaze me…thank you, Steve.
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