Saturday, May 26, 2007

Summer Sky And Stars Are Falling

Sometimes, the beauty of the whole world spreads out before us as undeniable as night and right as fresh air. A jewel, a moment we hold in one hand and turn this way, that way; if we give ourselves to time and rest gently on the breeze, we become, endlessly. There is no need, no more.



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