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:: deep delights ::

" Delights are strewn about this world

like quiet, inappreciable dew-drops,

waiting for the sunshine of our attention

to turn them into gold."


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.

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