Beauty in the Target parking lot I’m on an errand to restock toilet paper. Immersed in the mundane. Suddenly, beauty taps me on the shoulder. She reminds me. Immersed in mundane. Or, steeped in sacred. It’s only a point of view I choose. Related 0 Comments Share: You Might Also Like A guide for lost travelers August 15, 2016 We are determiners August 8, 2016 We are trees July 28, 2016 No Comments Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Name * Email * Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.