skipping stones

trying to find the right rocks for big jumps, series of skids, huge plops, and then the perfect throw.

Friday, October 23, 2009

sometimes

...it's just good to remember
that we are here sharing a magnificent planet,
and that if we are still and quiet,
we will be visited by beauty
and be seen as beauty.
Eye to eye and curious,
instead of dominating,
feared and fearful as we usually are.
Posted by Jean C. Reinhold at 9:05 PM

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