I ask the Spring
leaves -
"Why do you cling?"
And the answer later falls to
me...in Autumn shades of
wonder.
leaves -
"Why do you cling?"
And the answer later falls to
me...in Autumn shades of
wonder.
~
It's that one last step - the one questioned and voiced concerned before completion. It's one step more again. There is no immediate answer on why we give ourselves to what seems like endless steps. Yet distance is it's own reward - and an answer sometimes follows.
Peace,
Eric
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