The loss

There is this sense of loss. The loss of the mystery of it all. The magic that is life. The majesty that is the day. The beauty of time. Yet there is now so much noise. So much chatter. So much self stuff that the context of it all is lost. Between the constant chatter and the chasing after things that quickly evaporate anyway we lose sight of the gift of embracing the unknown. Of feeling the presence of the more. We are not the answer.  We are always the seeker.


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