Thursday, January 24, 2019

Clover



I am grateful 
For the beauty at my feet. 

When I stop 

And just be 

In the present moment, 

Beauty graces me eyes,
And I am blessed.
The clover smiles.
The grass blooms.
And I am grateful.
Sunlight shines for me
To see the beauty
All around me.
 
I only need to stop,
And just be
In the present moment.

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