This is so rich. The interconnectedness of humanity, all the ways we don't see how our small choices may impact another - an underlying network of interactions; the smallest thing in one moment, may have major implications in another moment.
What we do matters in ways we often will never know. Thank you for this beautiful, beautiful poem, Mary. XOXO
Oh my, Mary. Your poem is exquisite. Synchronicity is one of my favorite words. Serendipity, too. I'm pretty sure they both apply here. I love what Kathleen wrote below. It is so true. The little things turn out to be the big things in life.
This is so rich. The interconnectedness of humanity, all the ways we don't see how our small choices may impact another - an underlying network of interactions; the smallest thing in one moment, may have major implications in another moment.
What we do matters in ways we often will never know. Thank you for this beautiful, beautiful poem, Mary. XOXO
Your comment warms my heart, Kathleen -- mattering in a way I find hard to describe. Much gratitude to you for seeing and feeling my efforts! xoxo
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Ah, a small random kindness to an inanimate object, resonating in another soul. Beautiful, Mary.
Thank you, Tereza!
Oh my, Mary. Your poem is exquisite. Synchronicity is one of my favorite words. Serendipity, too. I'm pretty sure they both apply here. I love what Kathleen wrote below. It is so true. The little things turn out to be the big things in life.
Thank you for sharing your words here today. 🩷🩷
Thank you so much, Barbara. Thank god for synchronicity, serendipity, and all the little things... ❤️
Look at the time of your reply… 🥰
That's just...😲🙂↕️ 😂
SOO beautiful!
Thanks, Michael!
This touched me in the right place this morning. 🙏🏽
Just wonderful! Mary. I'm stunned by your depth and your talent.
You have definitely enriched my life.
Oh! I'm blushing. Thank you for saying that, Rocket.
Same here. 🙏🏼
You are so welcome, and thanks back to you.
Complexity as a poem! ❤️
Yes!
My favorite chimes are ones I made from old cast metal rake and shovel heads, some trowel heads too. The ones too rusted to reincarnate.
That is FANTASTIC. I love that you breathed new life into them, jacquelyn!
I love this so much.♥♥ Resonates within me.♪♫
Happy to hear it, SadieJay. Thanks for letting me know... xox
This poem is singing my sing today, Mary! Thank you for writing it and for always finding way to uncover the beautify in our world. 🤗
You're welcome and thanks for the encouragement! 🙏🏼
A long overdue read and listen Mary.
Thank you for nudging some of us to pause, and take time to listen to what is hidden behind so much that is merely noise thrown at us.
And a Merry Christmas from Japan to you.