Little Pleasure

It seems we pass the simple things.
Too low to matter. Too small to hold.
Pause your step and let go this
Lofty state. Your cyclopian view.
Inward where dim lights do flick
And glow with tender strengths is
Where it all begins. Outward reach
To free those binds and grasp the
Edge of a rainbow that paints the sky.


I saw these purple clovers in bloom this weekend. They are small and covered much of the yard, so I decided to try and view them on their own terms.

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    1. Oh, Susan, thank you so so much. It was a pretty weekend here, and I do like to share these moments that seized me.

      I have another one to write about, but this one came first and the hardest. It was neat getting low to the ground to see them.

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  1. Nature is full of wonderful things. But you’re right we don’t always stop for a while to enjoy the beauty!
    Thanks to share your words and lovely shot with us today, as a reminder.

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  2. Nature is full of wonderful things. But you’re right we don’t always stop for a while to enjoy the beauty!
    Thanks to share your words and lovely shot with us today, as a reminder

    Like

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