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down the dawn drenched street
a wayward stream makes its way
to where i’m waiting š¦❤️
It was a perfectly dry morning, yet I saw a stream of water steadily moving down the empty street toward me. The rising sun shimmered on its surface. I stopped and watched it get closer and closer. I felt a moment of wonder and peacefulness as it met me… and then just roll on by. Such small and amazing things are happening all of the time. š¦❤️