This is a beautiful haiku. Inside of us lives an entire world. What are the echoes that we can still hear? Thich Nhat Hanh in Reconciliation: Healing the Inner Child we carry our ancestors with us. If I stop and listen, I can hear them.
Haiku – “Echoes” (poetic thought by George-B)
Inside the shell
Lived an entire ocean:
Echoes can still be heard…
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Teacher as Transformer 