Or sitting in an airport, waiting for a flight,
Those moments come, when we’re suddenly aware
Of the enormous complexity of life;
How each person that we see
Has experiences and concerns
We can only imagine, yet in that moment
When we cross paths we are connected…
And here, passing by a farm on a rural road,
I can wonder who lives here,
What their life is like,
And how they ended up
With just one brown cow in a herd of black…
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