Spontaneity of Life
There are times when the splendor of life come’s out of know where.
Like a guest of wind.
You become amazed by your existence and of the moments before you.
It catch’s your mind and soul, with a sense of bewilderment.
I think it’s the spontaneity of the minute that makes it so special.
It maybe just a few brief minutes or more, just long enough to make you appreciate that moment more so from the rest of the day.
A natural high that is so unique to
our existence and that of life we experience daily.
It’s uniquely different from trips to the woods, beaches or vacations that are premeditated.
Where you also enjoy the beauty of nature and of life.
A very precious time that is so unique to my existence.
Paul Arnold … 02/16/2016
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