pleasure and pain and loved ones form the fabric of of life and living — 3/21/10 – 118
who will you be, oh man? with your time and talents? what will you do, oh man? with what you’ve been granted? where will you go, my brother? with resources you’ve been given? why do you stumble, my brother? with the path that you have chosen? time, the dance with…
go my brother, where the wind blows to dance on the prairie steppes and feel the wind whip across the frosted tundra see my brother, the jungle steam rise through the terraced trees and watch the desert sand dance across the dulcet dunes feel my brother, the soft touch of…
frayed seams and splotchy grass. bits and pieces left undone glossed over with memories like sandcastle constructs the story of our life told to self for self’s sake. — 12/21/09 – 20 #favorite
Its going to be a long winter. well. maybe it won’t, but right now, in the middle of the season I love best, I’m beginning to feel the dread of a long winter.I wish I understood how I felt. I’m not usually short on words to describe my feeling, being…
It starts with a single decision or two So small, just a little, only a few You’ve tried so hard and think you have earned it So you’ll indulge, thinking no one will notice But such is the case when little things slip Bigger things follow as quick as a…