Stepping outside
to greet each new morning
as the sun tips over the cedars, when cool breezes begin to stir carrying the distant screech of gulls ~ when shadowed blossoms brighten and light rain on grass mimics the dew,
I breathe deeply of life.
to greet each new morning
as the sun tips over the cedars, when cool breezes begin to stir carrying the distant screech of gulls ~ when shadowed blossoms brighten and light rain on grass mimics the dew,
I breathe deeply of life.
“Be willing to be a beginner every single morning.”
~ Meister Eckhart
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