Behind the park, where no one sits, moss crept up the wall. A place untouched all summer. Still, it grew. The field was alive in more ways than the scoreboard could tell.
Shinto
Even the forgotten corners are sacred. Life gathers where we’re not looking.
Daily Takeaway
Look past the spotlight. There’s quiet growth happening where you least expect it.
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