


When I was young,
I would pile the Globe and Mail,
the New Yorker and the New York Times
on my bedside table waiting for the coffee to perk.
I would linger over the travel pages and dream my maidens dreams.
Now I listen to the rain.
Travel to the galaxies within.
Explore the Light and Sound.
Enjoy the simple Saturday solitude.
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We learn to appreciate the infinite and the seemingly infinitesimal. :)
thanks kindly for sharing a moment…
“Now I listen to the rain.
Travel to the galaxies within.”
Me, too! Lovely!…. :-)
Thank you for sharing the moment…..we all do …only a few will acknowledge It.