This feels like balm on sore muscles...
One small thing...
our palms may feel like they're filled with emptiness
yet, I have come to understand that seemingly
empty palms actually hold much...
they hold everything I cannot see...
air, trillions of nitrogen and oxygen atoms,
possibility, a universe of motion and energy.
Fragments of stars, photons of light,
a field of gravity.
All of this seems like goodness
right here,
right now.
Sit quietly and "survey the growing of things.
Don't rush the harvest. Don't ignore the splendor."
Namaste'
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