Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Happiness comes in all forms but - shhhh - you have to slow down to hear it
Mandolins Strumming mandolins spilling into the air like champagne bubbles in a crystal flute Brushing against both sleep and sleepless The axis of peacefulness shifting ever so slightly Droplets of endless and hopeful raining on the stillness of day Fragments of restfulness falling onto spiraling...
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