Saturday, February 15, 2014

I Love Afternoons: Path of Detachment

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And there was compassion. Suddenly, I saw his mother’s tears of joy fell from her eyes. So genuine. Yes, there was joy, yet I could feel she was still in dire need.


It was sunset. It reminded us that it was almost the end of the day.


As I walked along the path leading to the exit, arched tree branches swayed to the will of the wind.


I met so many strangers today but I shall go home alone.

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