This world is a wonder…really!  Every single day —  trapped in ordinariness–the little sparks of joy are softly veiled waiting for us to see them

Like the fluttering of a leaf on the wind

Or a ride in a stormy night

Our days move minute by minute, in a deep humming, like webs of music — and our beating hearts

If we just take the time to look, feel and listen —there in the silence, which really isn’t silent

Wonder is there— in the sparkle of the lasting stars, at the moon’s edge, in the black silver night

The glimpses of beauty are there.

From my world to your heart,

Linda