flutter
Always remember. All ways. In the silent fluttering of the heart, in the slight detectable fluttering of a fragile moment, true joy in life blooms from the things we have no power over, nor ever plan.
posted by phil at 11:28 PM
Sunday, January 25, 2015
A Vagabond's Sketchbook
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- the meek
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- the shop around the corner
- frequent riders
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- pealing
- first autumn snow
- in light of autumn cemetery
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13 Comments:
So true! That was beautiful. :)
barely detectable fluttering of a fragile moment
You caught one such with your words here. :-)
Shhh. ;-)
Delicate and graceful writing; well done.
Lovely! So true too.
fabulous in just a few words!
that's a profound take!
Lovely, Phil...
Isn't that the truth? And well said, too.
=)
A gentle and wise truth....love this Phil!!
a quiet but powerful reminder
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Hmm. (Hey, something just fluttered in front of me! Oh, well. It's gone now.)
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