there are miracles – every day

I remember one driving trip through Alabama: the hills were stunningly glistening white - it was breathtaking.

I remember one driving trip through Alabama: the hills were stunningly glistening white - it was breathtaking.

After all,
I don’t see
why I am always asking for private,
individual, selfish miracles
when every year
there are miracles
like white dogwood.

– Anne Morrow Lindberg

keeping it in perspective

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About hopeseguin

Who am I? I'm still discovering just who I am, I suppose. A. Powell Davis writes that "Life is just a chance to grow a soul."

Posted on June 25, 2009, in Spirituality and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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