We
experience majesty.
In storms and sonatas and dreams and small triumphs;
in
small creature's lives, and large.
In bits
of exquisite writing that moves us into ourselves-
and irreplaceable dance, or
song, or woodworking, or kindnesses or hope.
All of
these cause us to veer outwards with the celebration of wonder.
With
the profound experience of the divine.
And
possibly most often, we experience majesty in our skies overhead, day after
day after day.
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