I fell asleep thinking of the incomprehensible, baffling order
of the universe that kept planets in their courses, birds in
flight, and towers from tumbling down. In this universe
where I knew now we were not the center, where I was
as insignificant and unremarkable as a grain of salt seen
from a tower, God still allowed me to take my next breath.
from: The Passion of Artemisia
by: Susan Vreeland
(by Brian Sloane)
kashmir
Beqaa Valley, Lebanon
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