Some days are just seared into your memory by
the shear vitality of a long string of moments
that begin to change who you are.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Upon the Waters
The beauty of specific moments do float by us. How soft and simple their voice -- so easy to overlook. Yet a still small voice does speak. "More than flying, it is in being that we truly soar. so... soar!"
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