whatever is built . can be easily unbuilt . it just takes the will
to see with wonder . is to live in each moment . with curious awe
sometimes a sunrise . is a glaring reminder . that time is precious
every april there’s a winter storm; we know feels worse than it is
more often than not something happens just because and there’s no meaning
having made a choice . there is no better option . than the one we choose
well-built barriers . are very rarely broken . in a single try
to walk with respect . is to share the path we’re on . without changing it
the migrating goose . returns to a frozen lake; . remembers water
pragmatism dies . in the first warm days of spring . unless there’s wisdom
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