Energy in its many forms.


Every weekday morning (except weekends) my son practices piano. I sit in, listen and watch. Most times I stare out the window concentrating on the notes and not his posture, fingers and occasional recalcitrant attitude.
Lately these leaves outside catch the morning sun and stand out. The flowers have withered but the plant still needs to capture the suns energy.
Occasionally I wish my sons energy would be as focused on the piano as the leaf is on the sun.

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