" Delights are strewn about this world
like quiet, inappreciable dew-drops,
waiting for the sunshine of our attention
to turn them into gold."
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Delight seeking
on this crisp, bluebird sky morning,
I find my heart leaping with joy.
Seeing the beauty
in the ordinary,
celebrating these small gifts
of such splendor and light.
As I walk, I feel tears slowly rise.
To feel such gladness in this moment,
a gratitude for appreciating & noticing
the beauty of this world.