Sunday, 1 December 2013
Change....
Change knelt down beside me in the wilderness, and in the gentlest voice I’ve ever heard, she said "I love being the reason for all of your beginnings". Then she kissed the tears from my eyes, stood up, and reached for my hand ~Anon.
Saturday, 30 November 2013
Windy Nights.
Whenever the moon and stars are set,
Whenever the wind is high,
All night long in the dark and wet,
A man goes riding by.
Late in the night when the fires are out,
Why does he gallop and gallop about?
Whenever the trees are crying aloud,
And ships are tossed at sea,
By, on the highway, low and loud,
By at the gallop goes he;
By at the gallop he goes, and then
By he comes back at the gallop again.
-Robert Louis Stevenson.
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