Plentiful
The multitude we’re given

Loving the ground I step on, the pebbles by the lakes, in the forests or on trails, the rocks on the sides of houses, strong and unmoving, the sky so blue, so white or so bright, full of rainbows after rains, the snowflakes falling gently in their dance or furiously as if wanting to stay. I’d stare at the sky for hours, at the birds diving through snowflakes like miniature airplanes trying to avoid impact.
Loving all forests with their animals and trees life as given by mother earth, all plentiful, gifts we disregard, ignore every day in our chase to complete chores, duties we think we have, our dues.
Loving the plants taking a break from life, cozy under snow, on pause.
Loving this space I’m allowed and life within its grace.
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