Friday, October 21, 2011

The Tree

October 21

Strength grows – like a child, right in front of me while I feel so weak...
Core knowledge – the feeling of form – an understanding of endurance of allowance of courage. The hold of the severed begins… before trust, before understanding, before the fall is in the past.
It is fall. The colors and the leaves – they don’t need to be told…
hold… let go… face the sun.

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