For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed. Innumerable as the stars of night, Or stars of morning, Dewdrops which the sun Impearls on every leaf and every flower. Its liquor is like the sweetest dew from Heaven. —– Celebrate Yoga Dawn’s Liquid Light Millions and trillions Pinpoints of light Flickering gently, Like candlelight. “Look at … Continue reading Refreshment