A single crocus blossom ought to be enough to convince our heart that springtime, no matter how predictable, is somehow a gift, gratuitous, gratis, a grace.
David Steindl-Rast (gratefulness.org)
Narian Izzat | 6:52am Jul 11 |
Simple Majestic.
A busy mind applies itself to the big issues of life.
This disaster, that bad politician, the future, the past.
Ad nauseam.
Mind is opinionated.
A wise Soul Delights in simple, small things.
A flower in the garden.
Song of birds.
A wise Soul Sees Majesty in the simplest of things.
As I unfold, I am constantly surprised and enthralled by the depth of That reservoir that is the Neutral.
Sparkling atoms.
A glass of water, clear water, drunk in the morning with thoughts of Love invigorates me for the rest of the day.
A glass of water.
Fareed Atman.
A busy mind applies itself to the big issues of life.
This disaster, that bad politician, the future, the past.
Ad nauseam.
Mind is opinionated.
A wise Soul Delights in simple, small things.
A flower in the garden.
Song of birds.
A wise Soul Sees Majesty in the simplest of things.
As I unfold, I am constantly surprised and enthralled by the depth of That reservoir that is the Neutral.
Sparkling atoms.
A glass of water, clear water, drunk in the morning with thoughts of Love invigorates me for the rest of the day.
A glass of water.
Fareed Atman.
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