Wandering Minds never stay still and when they do they are reflecting, looking into the still pond that awaits ripples of peace.
The mind wanders and wonders into a reflecting pool looking for connections and new pathways. Memories float on the surface or are embedded in the profound abyss.
The beauty, complexity and mystery of what we know and what we are searching for.
Float, flutter, flow, fly and wander. Incessantly connecting. Meditating, peacefully connecting and touching parts of our essence. Revealing, illustrating and possibly singing the melody of who we are.
Holly B.F. Warren 
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