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PeterSea's Blog
March 14, 2008
Time is like rain .It can wash over me in a deluge or softly as a light mist.I 've noticed that brief flickers of my life,when it was a child ,return from time to time.The silver lure was striking the water and caused coloured ripples in the sunset;the happy kite was flying freely between green grass and blue sky,dusting nothing,fussing nothing.
But now ,that all only seemed to be my memories and left me in the endless busy work.I was like a puppet with no feeling.
One night,when I was alone under the eternal universe adorned with glitting stars.In the moment,I was shocked by something in the sky,also within meself.Clearly I heared and saw that life should be a pattern of experience to savor,not endure.
And now ,every morning when I open my eyes ,I tell myself that it is special .Every day,every minute,every breath truly is ...a gift from God.
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