"The soul grows by subtraction, not addition."
~ Henry David Thoreau
Again from my simple wooden deck, I am witness to a new day. It feels like a miracle to me.
Or is it just an ordinary morning where the sun rises, people get out of bed, brush their teeth and go to work. The quick breakfast, the barely exchanged words. Movement.
At first light, the morning glows orange and the fog settles like a good friend. Time brings more light... Hello my friend. A lingering smile, a bowed head, and timeless beauty.
Or is it just an ordinary morning where the sun rises, people get out of bed, brush their teeth and go to work. The quick breakfast, the barely exchanged words. Movement.
At first light, the morning glows orange and the fog settles like a good friend. Time brings more light... Hello my friend. A lingering smile, a bowed head, and timeless beauty.
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