Day One Hundred and Twenty-Six

The little things?
The little moments?
They aren't little.
John Zabat-Zinn

Simple Things

Simple things of life, mystify me;

the coming of fruit on a barren tree.

The brilliant stars that shine at night, 

suspended in air; a gift of Gods might.

How butterflys know, what path to take;

birds fly South with no mistake.

Brooks and streams, smart, they flow;

rivers to oceans - high tide and low.

Oh, the wonders of this beautiful place,

moving in motion, by God given Grace.

The snow and the rain, blessing the earth;

giving life to each creature, beginning its birth.

Oh the simple things of life, once can see;

'cause the spirit of Love dwells in thee!

Keith Foley

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