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Mockingbird Eggs
These days I’m drawn to eggs. And nests. Their beautiful simplicity first, then the incredible complexity that hatches from them in the nurturing embrace of the nest. All that promise, utterly silent and warm.
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Arise
How come he gets the horse and she gets the Vespa? Not sure, except that certainly she will be the one to serve her lord and master from the thermoses in her side basket.
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Mercy and Gratitude
As human beings, we are charged with making sure the least among us are fed, clothed, and well. How much better to dwell in the light of love and compassion, than to fester in anger, blame, and judgment on the other side of the hardline.