Thursday, November 03, 2005

Cutting, Harvesting, Burning, Storing Away, and Spirit Soaring

This has been a month of watching chaff being separated from seeds. Answers to some of the least of the greatest mysteries of life, death, eating, and getting along are blowing in the wind all around me. And I keep grasping, childlike, to this fragile kite of mine.


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