Where the heart is.
The Old Pond.
From ACIM :
Look at the pictures. Both of them. One is a tiny picture, hard to see at all beneath the heavy shadows of its enormous and disproportionate enclosure. The other is lightly framed and hung in light, lovely to look upon for what it is.
古池や 蛙飛び込む 水の音
Until The Cows Come Home.
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