

Be still
October 14, 2016
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while you worry about what each note means,
the band plays on. you are running from a dog
who only chases because you run. turn and face him. though you hear the buzzing of the bee grow louder
be still. do not fear a sting you have never felt, you just might be a flower. do not worry
about things falling into place. where they fall is the place Mark Hartley
The empty moments
July 15, 2016
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I want to know if you can be alone with yourself, and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments. Oriah Mountain Dreamer |