We are mosaics-

pieces of light,

love,

history,

stars-

glued together

with magic

and music

and words.

~Anita Krizzan

regrets aren’t part of the re-remembering….

inquiry for today~ sense your own keen perceptions….

when I forget

That the Universe comes through

your heart is like the sun passing

light through the eye of a needle.

It happens beyond all reasoning.

And though one feather will fall,

many together form a wing, the

way love, not kept to ourselves,

will carry us.

It is a deeper form of gravity,

that only the things that find

each other come alive.

~Mark Nepo