Thought of the Day
spoilt for choice
we notice not
beauty in diversity
clinging instead to
narrow prejudice
signalling stupor
innocence beseeches us
to rekindle the reverberations
of astonishment and wonderment
at play and in unending renewal
both in here and out there
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