I used to gaze in wonder as a child, watching the wonder of a sunrise, or the beauty of a rainbow. I still gaze now and again, especially when I see an eagle soaring above me, or at some unique flower growing out of the cement (yes where I stay now gives me this privilege).
But if I’m honest with you, I find it harder to stop and gaze now then when I was a child. Life comes with its worries and baggage and tries to pull me down. I no longer look at my yummy meal and savour every bite of it, in fact I am usually multitasking on the phone. I no longer find rain intriguing, in fact I sometimes consider it a nuisance.
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