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Once more the Sun does Rise
Golden are the Skies
Beauty does Arise
Catches us by Surprise….
Every morning I drive to work…..there is traffic, news, last minute must-dos, a mind full of thoughts, reactions and plans
Fortunately, there is one last curve before the last corner before the parking lot.
Every morning the sun rises over the pond, the trees stand guard over the dawn, and I know that beauty is here, around me everywhere, if I will just look up and bring my mind to gaze, occasionally, at where I am as I go.