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After days of ugly cold and wet weather, today I was able to go out into my soon-to-be-blossoming-garden. As I sat there in the late afternoon I envisioned my world full of magic... all the life, the little critters living, dying, growing, being. Having a connection with nature is magical in itself, but then I happened to notice a bottle of bubbles next to where I sat...
Let me tell you, bubbles make everything magic...
I stood up and blew and blew and blew until I was red in the face, and the gentle breeze grabbed up my bubbles and buffeted them about my neighborhood until the sky was filled.
The bubbles danced to-and-fro in aimless spiral patterns, and every once in a while, when I was lucky enough, one would come back to kiss me on the cheek or nose....
And the world is a beautiful place.
It's the small things.
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Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Black bird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
all your life
you were only waiting for this moment to be free
Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.
Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise,
Let me tell you, bubbles make everything magic...
I stood up and blew and blew and blew until I was red in the face, and the gentle breeze grabbed up my bubbles and buffeted them about my neighborhood until the sky was filled.
The bubbles danced to-and-fro in aimless spiral patterns, and every once in a while, when I was lucky enough, one would come back to kiss me on the cheek or nose....
And the world is a beautiful place.
It's the small things.
____________________________________
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Black bird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
all your life
you were only waiting for this moment to be free
Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.
Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise,