... I cannot but wonder at the gaze that is directed by the muse ... for she plays with light and motion to capture my attention ... the attention of the eye that sees ... the heart that feels and the soul that yearns to stare at itself in the mirror ...
... can one teach to gaze or is the gazing inborn .. flying like a wild bird caught on the updraft if a light breeze ...
... to nurture the gaze..
... to nourish curiosity
... I will walk with you ... so here ... hold my hand
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