There was hope out on that ocean yesterday. I saw it. It was light shades of blue and white frothy beauty. It was a ship out far and the deep not calling my name. It was warm soft sand and the racket of the seagulls lulling my mind.
And a smile sprang up from that sea. And it was mine.
Monday, March 11, 2013
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
out of the mire.
What lies behind us
and
what lies before us
are
tiny matters compared
to
what lies within us.
Emerson
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