On finding peace in a city I know not the impetus, kind thought or cause, what intricate providence, made me give pause. The briefest encounter with a hidden knowing, a hushed vouchsafe as I watched the slowing of the world from that bench within the park, accepting sharp gracious gift without remark. I […]

via ON FINDING PEACE IN A CITY — VOICES OF A HIDDEN SELF

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