Sometimes in the scurry of life it is hard to stop and notice the little things,
the small things, the intricate things, the ornate things.
The things that life is made of.
I am not just talking about beautifully woven birds nests tucked behind a curtain on a ledge at a certain CIL (cousin-in-law's) house.
No, I am talking about the things we forget to stop and take notice of...things like flowers growing in the sidewalk cracks, the girl beaming on the bus, the swirl in our lattes...you get the idea. Even beyond things to the thoughts we hold in our head and heart that get lost by the wayside in the shuffle called life.
Sometimes, we need to stop more often and consider those things.
Reflect on the song lyrics so we can really hear the heartbeat of the words, listen to the words behind the conversation when chatting with a friend, enjoy the colors and light in the garden.