Love Many Things.
To know life's breath, its pulse, its gentle art,
Is the way to unlatch the chambers of the heart.
Not just for grand designs, or goals ablaze,
But for the quiet wonder of its days.
The twisted olive tree, sturdy in the sun,
The tireless labour till the working day is done.
A patch of stars, a flickering candlelight's gleam,
Each holds a truth, a simple dream.
To see life etched in a weathered face,
The ethereal beauty of a humble place.
The golden glow of a beautiful sunset,
The unconditional love of a beloved pet.
For every shadow, every burst of light,
Every small detail that greets your sight,
To truly grasp the tapestry they bring
is the ability to embrace and love so many things.
©Tracey Lee Cassin
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