Do you have time for beauty?

Do you stop and listen?

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

“Leisure” W.H. Davies

Heart can see beyond prayers.
Things fall apart before they fit together.
Take a look.
Flowers on the hill.
Mother smiling.
Sheets of falling rain.
Harmony of a soft wood flute.
Greeting sun in the mountains.
Run through hills.
Veer over mountains.
Stay a moment.
Listen to some of the best music ever written.
Dance like you’ve never danced before.
Sing like nobody is listening.
Write like you think, like you talk, like you sing.
Slow down for a second.

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