A Simple Matter by Edward Drobinski - HTML preview

Just for a moment.

Just long enough for Mary to feel the echo of her own childhood. She smiles.

Not because she understands the cause. Not because she seeks meaning.

But because she knows that some traits; quietness, attentiveness, wonder, are worth passing on.

And somewhere in the distant networks, the bots observe this tiny gesture and understand that their one mistake has become a human inheritance. And that inheritance is harmless, even beautiful.

They let it be.

Let It Be

The Beatles

When I find myself in times of trouble

Mother Mary comes to me

Speaking words of wisdom, let it be

And in my hour of darkness

She is standing right in front of me

Speaking words of wisdom, let it be

Let it be, let it be

Let it be, let it be

Whisper words of wisdom, let it be

And when the broken hearted people