"Fair Quiet, have I found thee here,
And Innocence, thy sister dear?"
~ Andrew Marvell, The Garden
It seems the older I get, the more I return to appreciating how a child sees the world. I've written before about this notion of being "childlike" (versus "childish").
We can wander through the world in a state of natural wonder. We can combine this with maturity by being consciously Still.
Tonight, I "randomly" turned to the poem The Garden by Andrew Marvell, in a very sizeable book. It was exactly that.
Beauty awaits us.
Early Spring Wildflower by Susan Larison Danz.
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