The air is fresh and the warmth of the early morning sun reminds me that I am loved by something much greater than I could ever imagine.
As I walk, the music plays loudly in my ears and momentarily the escape is magnificent-deeply connected.
The magpies rest-one for sorrow, two for joy and the blackbirds politely help themselves to the newly grown blackberries on the hedgerow.
People pass and nod their head in greeting and smile ever so graciously, how lovely.
It seems that there is a natural order to life and when you slow down, you notice it.
I am grateful for this moment.
I am grateful to be alive.
I am the music.
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