One of Those Rare Moments
It was one of those rare moments
slow as the rising sun,
when the Earth stops breathing,
the air is utterly still
and lakes are transformed into mirrors
reflecting sky and trees
with serene precision.
by Richard Greene
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Then it is better, sir,
to love whom one cannot have? "
'Probably better,'
'Certainly safer.'
― John Steinbeck
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