Saturday, June 6, 2015

Profound words

Tonight, as we were laying calmly in the dark, quietly waiting for sleep, Hazel (who was cuddled up with kitty Lily) began to sing very softly. It was a beautiful little tune of her own making, and I found this teeny snippet remarkably profound (and wonderful:

"When you hear a heart beating, how can you not sing along?"

Touché, Hazel my dear. Touché.