She moved as slowly as the light itself, for though science teaches us that it is fast, to the eye it comes so slowly as if it is brightened and dimmed from sun-up to sunset.
When one can live an eternity in the moment, the doors of eternity open wide to the soul. And so there is a holiness, a wholesomeness, that lives in the slow movements, a realisation that time itself is a great gift.
The sloth moved as slowly as the petals of a flower open, as if they were born to savour the hallowed moment.
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