Beauty Lands
Beauty lands in front of me,
and stops me in my tracks.
It comes to me on its own.
I don't have to ask.
I stand and watch it
sit, flit, fly away.
I am grateful anytime
beauty comes my way.
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Beauty Lands
Beauty lands in front of me,
and stops me in my tracks.
It comes to me on its own.
I don't have to ask.
I stand and watch it
sit, flit, fly away.
I am grateful anytime
beauty comes my way.
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