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"Come, little leaves," said the wind one day.
innocence| | In a world where innocence is lost so quickly, I pondered if it truly exists at all. Where does one go to find it . . . this freedom of a pure, existence amidst an age-old classroom called life who teaches that innocence is best ignored. It was when I stopped looking that I was able to "see" a world with an abundance of innocence and I chose it for my guide. Stop for a moment and watch nature. Listen to all that is to be heard; for this is the true teacher of all living things. The smell of a rose, the call of a wolf, the sight of a bird in flight. Nature's untainted innocence is responsible for all these things. Nature hears no voice but it's own; yet, speaks to all who will listen. A voice as constant as a rising sun or branches swaying in the wind . . . for these are the soft-spoken words of innocence. As I sit here this morning eating my peaches and cream oatmeal, these are the thoughts that are rolling over and over in my mind. There are so many ways for one's innocence to be lost and more than once. Should we miss it each time it is taken ? or be grateful that it is gone with that loss never to be experienced again? These are just the pondering thoughts of a pregnant woman suffering from too much bed rest and hormones gone mad. Have a wonderful day my friends and love to you all. ~alisia |
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