We fall only to find ourselves gracefully getting back up and trying again. The shape and form of ourselves fall parallel with earth - running through rivers of hope and spirit - entangled like the web we weave. The search of strength and courage move forward like winds - we latch to response - today - as I observe all uncertainties of tomorrow - forever sealing them with a gentle kiss.
— me
Posted August 29, 2011 at 11:44am
