I honor my tree, Showering leaves over me Late in the afternoon . . . But I beam and I pearl, Like a young girl, Riding high in the light of the moon. ----G. Hill
In a world of noise, confusion and conflict, it is necessary to find places of silence, beauty and peace. In such places love can be lifted and blossom.
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oh yes, Thomas Merton says it so well- the beauty and peach found in silence- we need to make that time every day! beautiful, Gloria!
whoops as I read my post, I see a typo- should be peach, not peach!
I did it again, should be peace, not peach – sorry about that
well lets try for three times now: peace, not peach! sorry about that!
I see I did it again, should be peace, not peach! sorry about that
I see I did it again, should be peace, not peach- sorry about that!
Your thoughts and words are so gratefully received each morning.
The birds birds are chatting and the trees are dressing in their spring colors.
Thank you, Paula. There is so much to take in, so much beauty.