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When the rain stopped, it was quiet.
Just a moment of it.
The nothingness of nothing.
Then a few birds started to talk.
Where had they been ?
Perhaps shaking off the drops on their wings.
Don't we all do that ?
Stop for a time.
Listen to our hearts beat.
The flap of a few wings.
Then on we go.
Until the next time.
~ JC ~
5 comments:
Yes. I understand that well. Thank you for putting it here for us.
It's good to stop and take a breath occasionally - we miss so many lovely things because of our too busy lives.
Rose H
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Sweet post..How's big Al?
Lovely poem and a great quotation about living. Yes. Surround yourself with people who love living and are kind. Life is too short to spend time with the ones that look down instead of up at the birds in the sky!
That sums up my world this week...
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