The sound of birdsong, the buzz of a bee, a gull singing with the roar of a wave. A river giggling as it dances through the forest trees and a mountain moor reaching up to hold the moon in a star filled night.
The kindness of a cuppa made in the morning, or a simple meal prepared with that special ingredient called, Love.
Each breath a gift, a unique adventure through the magic of a never ending moment.
I ponder.
Yes, it's the simple things in life, you know, the ones we all take for granted, each day, each hour, each minute ...maybe it is they that we wrap around ourselves like healing blankets as we melt into eternity to fly the great beyond.
May your life be rich in the simple things
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