In this perfect moment, I AM breathing and listening to my world...all of it...the syncopation, of the rain, as it lands, as it lands...the far-off trumpet, of a train, as it races the river, heading south...the way cars sound like ocean waves, on rainy roads...the gossiping of birds and the arguments of squirrels...and my breath...always my breath...point, and counterpoint, in this jazzy jam of a moment...in this perfect moment, as I listen to my world...and love it. Blessings!
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