I love the way the sun glows through this poppy. The blooms are gone by now, but this image remains.
What treasures they are, these small moments of beauty! Some may call them opiates, but they’re enough to carry us through the mundane tasks and the stressful surges of daily life. And enough to bring us hope; to keep on moving on...
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But beauty itself is not given to us by anyone; it is a power we have within us from the gate, a radiance inside us.
~ Marianne Williamson
That we find a crystal or a poppy beautiful means that we are less alone, that we are more deeply inserted into existence than the course of a single life would lead us to believe.
~ John Berger