how I dream

In spite of war, in spite of hate

Lilacs are blooming at my gate,

Tulips are tripping down the path

In spite of war, in spite of wrath.

“Courage!” the morning-glory saith;

“Rejoice!” the daisy murmureth,

And just to live is so divine

When pansies lift their eyes to mine.

~ Angela Morgan

how to express the inexpressible…

inquiry for today~ how can we love more?

your own heart feels….

Gratitude bestows reverence,

allowing us to encounter everyday epiphanies,

those transcendent moments of awe

that change forever how we experience life and the world.

~John Milton

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