Rinsed Air, Rinsed Mind
Gifted with a walk to the beach. Not unlike labyrinth meditation.
First, hail to match my struggle. Then blustery downpour, finally sprinkle. No rain, a slight breeze for the mile beside the sea. By the time I reached the pavement again, deep peace had returned.
I could ask curiously,
“What can I give today?”
Always Bridging 
Been enjoying these – but commenting end’s up requiring all sorts of crazy log
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Nothing like a good dose of Vitamin Sea!
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