and the word that comes to mind is cherished - how my own world parts in wonder for the tilt of a butterflies wing, a birdsong that I'm almost sure was given as a note to fill a soundless void, and too a brief encounter with a strangers smile. For this all to be is a mystery, that it was gifted for a moment in a shared presence - is a miracle.
Each one deeply cherished.
~
Peace,
Eric
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