QUOTIDIAN

Feb 26

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QUOTIDIAN

Beauty surrounds us
Yet we have become quite blind
Our minds are elsewhere

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

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