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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