Everything is a gift of the universe — even joy, anger, jealousy, frustration, or separateness. Everything is perfect either for our growth or our enjoyment.  ~Ken Keyes, Jr.


When the night sounds linger into day.

When all is still.

When the hydrangea bursts forth, covering the path.

When the blueberries are ripe, sweet.

When a glance, no words, says it all.

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