Friday, March 16, 2012

My Little Rose

For most of us, there is only the unattended
Moment, the moment in and out of time,
the distraction fit, lost in a shaft of sunlight,
The wild thyme unseen, or the winter lightning
or the waterfall, or music heard so deeply
That it is not heard at all, but you are the music.
While the music lasts.
~T.S. Eliot

Happy Friday!
With love and hugs.

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