finding center
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
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Trees by Joyce Kilmer
photo by Jen Lemen
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The simplest things in life
Are the most extraordinary
Let them reveal themselves.
– Paulo Coelho
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There is magic in every little thing.
Your very breath is magic
You, showing up on this tiny planet,
at this very time in history.
The way the sun glints off your hair.
The way the trees recognize you.
The way a child can turn their head
and plunge you into grief.
it’s all about perspective.
Einstein reminds us
We have a choice in how we live.
One of two ways –
As if nothing –
OR
As if everything –
Is miraculous.
I’m so glad I choose to see the enchanted pathway.
It’s always a fine day here.
No matter what circumstance I find myself in.
Magic abounds.
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AL
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