Sunday, March 11, 2012

CHANGING


(C)herish...
(H)umamity...
(A)longside...
(N)ature...
(G)alloping...
(I)ntentions..
(N)earing...
(G)oal...

CHANGING as does wind, whirls in many directions. 
Seems like destruction imminent, instead spirit at work.
With love’s touch chisels, brings forth more beauty.
With each shell discarded, becoming lighter and lighter.
Next day little brighter, finally home in sight.
See welcoming party there, celebration about to begin. 
Is at that moment, understand labor worth pain. 

–by Sofe Silverman

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