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Golden Bucket of Peace

Some of us are lucky

to find a golden bucket of peace.

 

It’s calming

a quiet kind of beatitude.

 

When we immerse ourselves,

we loosen the day’s grip,

and daily troubles slip away,

like coats we don’t need anymore.

 

We enter a special place

safety,

belonging,

familiarity.

 

A place

we don’t want to leave.

Ever.

 

Have you found yours?

 

Treasure it.

It’s precious.

It’s rare.

 

Believe

in possibilities.

 

Light up the world.

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barbara-r-maxwell
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Published
Jan 23
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#peace#softlife#healingwords#believe
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