We sleep in the desert
on a land full of stories,
and all night the wind reads the news…
We wake to a world without word,
only scent and beauty.
The Word is written
everywhere on the land.
Laura Girardeau
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We sleep in the desert
on a land full of stories,
and all night the wind reads the news…
We wake to a world without word,
only scent and beauty.
The Word is written
everywhere on the land.
Laura Girardeau
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Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer’s day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.
John Lubbock
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When day comes, we step out of the shade of flame and unafraid.
The new dawn balloons as we free it.
For there is always light, if only we’re brave enough to see it.
If only we’re brave enough to be it.
Amanda Gorman
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In the deep spring when the grass was green on fields and foothills, when the lupines and poppies made a splendid blue and gold earth, when the great trees awakened in yellow-green young leaves, then there was no more lovely place in the world.
It was no beauty you could ignore by being used to it. It caught you in the throat in the morning and made a pain of pleasure in the pit of your stomach when the sun went down over it.
John Steinbeck
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