Think of life as a stream, a grand and beautiful stream if you will. It shimmers and curves. It winds boldly, sinuously through the deep, dark earth. It widens into sparkling brilliance, narrows then vanishes into the thick of the night.
Our intrepid dreamer watches from the deck of a distant ship, with longing. It bows down–her winged chariot, sails aflutter, spurning the stars’ velvet embrace.
She alights. Her bare toes caress the powdery sand. She puts one foot forward. She delves down. She...
Published on March 14, 2014 10:31