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Each moment holds a reminder
Of still another thing to do
In a life filled with demands
To go, go, go
We spend minutes
In a silent rebellion
Of breath and movement
And awe
Capturing beauty
Allowing ourselves
To be captured by it
Despite a world
Crushing down upon our shoulders
Reminders are disruptions
To a train of thought
And tasks always remain
As the sun rises
Along mountain tops
And shines upon
The surface of the sea – Caroline A. Slee