The Sunday Whirl

Wandering by the stream, trying to block the morose dreams from the night before, Marie noticed skeletons of fish bones on the shoreline. She looked around suspiciously thinking a dangerous predator might be nearby hoping for the promise of more prey than a defenseless fish. She sank down on her knees and listened to the call of life around her. The bones reminded her that all things in the world are subject to suffering.

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