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| Joy by � Hawkspirit5 How it tickles its way down your spine; darts into your heart to suddenly inflate it; wiggles its way into your tummy to make you giggle; then brushes across your lungs to make them sigh . . . I felt this joy today when I saw a single, slender yellow flower daintily dancing in the dappled sunlight among the pines. Wonder! The lovely kind of chills that ripple over your body when you can't believe the perfection of something you see, or hear, or smell, or touch. The way your eyes have to close for a moment to take it in completely, to imprint it in a special way upon the memory of your heart as well as your mind. I felt this wonder today when a flittering little butterfly sensed the dainty yellow flower and paused to know it. Completeness. When the flittering little butterfly twinkled away, taking part of the dainty yellow flower with it and leaving part of itself. Miracle . . . When the butterfly decides that the sense it felt about the yellow flower was more fulfilling than it had ever know possible - and returned to stay. |
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