Gone, maybe, but the story continues. What may seem dead, provides a home for critters and bugs, a dance partner for the wind, a daily…
Category: Journal Entries
thoughts, ponderings, experiences and lessons learned. or, something deep and life-changing.
Our battles are our own. Though the external swirl and circumstance informs and challenges our notions, ultimately the war is within.
I do miss the rain But I do love the sun What’s with me again Was never undone Storms come and go Moving earth moving…
Life will always build bridges and roads from you, to you; you can venture far into the depths or across time and dimension, yet upon arriving (or returning?) there again you find more of you. But now, you see more.
Look around. This is your life. Whatever you may think of it, however you may quantify it, whatever your current understandings and judgments make of it, many days have passed and many pages have turned, yet still here you are.