The birds’ voices quivering seem to awaken everything as the sun bursts over the morning’s horizon...those birds their own show and cheering section, can we be? They quake the seeds’ DNA, the flowers’ petals seem to shake, our senses and brains wake up and, I like to think, in some part of our consciousness we are all cheering, in a profound connecting solitude, there, are we.
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On Aug 23, 2020Judy Devore wrote :
A beautiful morning meditation. Thank you for putting words to your sense of things.
On May 14, 2020 Margo Padon wrote :