getting back to open spaces

See how the hand is invisible while the pen is writing;

The horse careening, yet the rider is unseen;

The arrow flying, but the bow out of sight;

Individual souls existing,

While the Soul of souls is hidden.

~Rumi

it’s ok to simply be under the moon

inquiry for today~ what do you see with fresh eyes?

may it be so

Curiosity is lying in wait

for every secret.

~Ralph Waldo Emerson

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