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"She wasn't doing a thing that I could see,
except standing there leaning on the balcony rail,
holding the universe together."
~ J. D. Saliner
We cradle the precious things
and place them carefully upon our lap
the miracle of newness is like a sacred prayer
it is hands raised high and heads bowed low
yet always in that moment eyes opened wider
we marvel and bask in the wonder of it all
it is a full moon in a hungry sky
hope’s whisper of a million questions
before the answers will ever reach our lips
a blooming garden at our feet
a child’s hand clutching ours
yet still we walk too fast
as time brushes by.
