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What do we see as pure?

Untouched?

Untamed?

 

Not just a scenic vista of empty land

But a way of life.

Restful.

That’s what we see, and what we long for.

 

We have incurred no time "debt".

This is our one and perhaps, only, life.

We can either rush (be in a hurry to arrive at the end: death)

Or we can choose

A slower pace

A way of life

Restful

And fully Awake.

 

The more we

slow

down

The more we see, experience, touch, feel, live.

 

To notice, one must sometimes take pause

Be meditative

Be present

Completely here

Completely now

Completely alive

 

Like the trees.

 

 

 

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