1456. What is your…

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In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning. Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made. In him was life, and that life was the light of all mankind. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. ~John 1:1-5  ✝

**Photo and text by Natalie

The joy of life.

Song Bird Songs

The eye, the touch, the taste, the smell
Life savored, lived, explored.
Life, a strange and wonderful panorama,
Infinite in possibilities.
Some stay close to home
Others journey far.
Life explored in many ways.
A expanding within the hearts of those we love.
Or resounding in crescendo to compass the globe.
The heart can leap with joy from the song of a bird
As from the grandest orchestra.
The secret lies within the heart
Not in the situation
The heart of love will ever know joy
Though its confines be narrow and straight.
The joy of life is
Feeling, reacting, believing, touching others souls.
It is found in what we give away
Not in what we keep.

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There are days when the sun goes down like a fist,



There are days
when the sun goes down
like a fist,
though of course
if you see anything
in the heavens this way
you had better get
your eyes checked
or, better still,
your diminished spirit.
The heavens
have no fist,
or wouldn’t they have been
shaking it
for a thousand years now,
and even
longer than that,
at the dull, brutish
ways of mankind –
heaven’s own
Instead: such patience!
Such willingness
to let us continue!
To hear,
little by little,
the voices –
only, so far, in
pockets of the world –
suggesting the possibilities
of peace?
Keep looking.
Behold, how the fist opens
with invitation.

~Mary Oliver

Text & image source: Harmony https://www.facebook.com/Harmony-578149188866564/

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