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Pastoral meadows glisten with illuminated plumes and foxtails in golden morning light. The stillness of this moment, brings a calming presence. Like the poet of this verse written long ago, sometimes it is good to step away from the hurried pace of life.


CALM soul of all things! Make it mine

To feel, amid the city's jar,

That there abides peace of thine, 

Man did not make, and cannot mar!

The will to neither strive nor cry, 

the power to feel with others give!

Calm, calm me more!

Nor let me die before I have begun to live.


English Poet 1822-1888 - Lines Written in Kensington Gardens


.....Nor let me die, before I have begun to LIVE.

Live each day with purpose, peace, and positivity.