It is in spring alone that the invisible universal power magnificently reveals itself in a dazzling show all around. The bulged, throbbing, moist tips of every shoot stands ready to burst out into a million flowers.
Just tuning into the sight and sounds of spring washes away any last remnants of listlessness in me. The mind and body is thrilled and spurred to inspired action casting away all pettiness. Not a day should go by, I pray, without drinking from this infinite source.
"We die on the day when our lives cease to be illumined by the steady radiance, renewed daily, of a wonder, the source of which is beyond all reason" - Dag Hammerskjold
Just tuning into the sight and sounds of spring washes away any last remnants of listlessness in me. The mind and body is thrilled and spurred to inspired action casting away all pettiness. Not a day should go by, I pray, without drinking from this infinite source.
"We die on the day when our lives cease to be illumined by the steady radiance, renewed daily, of a wonder, the source of which is beyond all reason" - Dag Hammerskjold
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