Les T's Inspirational Cues: Now

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Thursday, March 8, 2012

Now

Whistle when the sun comes up, When the gentle winds bathe the window pane, Entreat your soul the awe to sup, This moment shall ne’er be here again. Enlist the grace of the fluttering leaves That the tree and the grains protect. Pace your eyes on the gathering sheaves; Ponder the bee, the flitting... Sign in to see full entry.

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