Now in the golden light of early morning the quiet of this solitary time fills my room with silent whisperings...A hundred thousand miracles are happening every day. Flower Drum Song
I feel Your presence as a stirring in my soul.
With new eyes I see the miraculous in the everyday.
With new awareness I perceive myself in You.
As You flow outward as the 10,000 things, You are everywhere.
Each new day a revelation and a joy.
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