Wednesday, January 14, 2009
sometimes i think it would be so much easier to just be reincarnated as some aspect of nature. to wake up the sky each morning with a stretch of my arms, to stand firm and silent next to a street watching all the people scurry by like ants in the shade i provide. to be a drop in the ocean, rocked to sleep in a rhythmic cradle, to have the wisdom of the mountains and the perception of a hawk. courage like the rain, patience like a canyon.