Every so often, a tiny voice—like the sound of a leaf
falling—finds its way to my comprehension. Sometimes it’s a laugh, other times
a song; always so subtle that I barely notice, even if I’m listening. It’s a
whisper, and you cannot prepare for it or anticipate its coming. Like the
breeze that carries the delicate message, the moment isn’t planned, it happens.
And as quickly as it comes, it fades. Seize it and enjoy the peace it brings.
~ Jamie
Beautiful.
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