this time

It’s this time in a wee person’s life that I would like to linger.  A time when small, seemingly insignificant things are the best reminder of the magic, the wonder, the mystery that we adults must work so hard to stay connected to.

A pile of knitting needles, a handful of pebbles, a soft bunny, a fly, a spool of thread, a cup, a worm, a fresh picked juniper berry, a ball — all as great as the entire universe.  The entire world is reflected in his eyes.  Can’t we pause here, for just a little longer?



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