SoozaDay

By soozaday

Abundance

I want to make an image of how it felt to stand in the garden in the late afternoon light, surrounded by brilliant color, breathing in a mix of lemon, roses and iris, with the almost unbearable beauty of my neighbor playing a Chopin waltz on her piano, holding me steady. I am part of something so wonderful. How would I explain the tears streaming down my face?

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