God's joy moves from
unmarked box to unmarked box,
from cell to cell.
As rainwater, down into flowerbed.
Now it looks like a plate of rice and fish,
now a cliff covered in vines,
now a horse being saddled.
It hides within these,
till one day it cracks them open.
-Rumi
unmarked box to unmarked box,
from cell to cell.
As rainwater, down into flowerbed.
Now it looks like a plate of rice and fish,
now a cliff covered in vines,
now a horse being saddled.
It hides within these,
till one day it cracks them open.
-Rumi
humans sometimes leave small treasures of creativity along a path.
the day before...Anna was treated to an encounter with an owl...yesterday we spotted this handsome fellow!
1 comment:
When I do a "catch up" on your blog, I always come away inspired lifted, and wiping away a tear or two, and yes, envious too. That ususally comes when I view your hike photos such as these. Beautiful and awe-inspiring...A TURTLE too?! Thanks to your family for buying you a new camera. I hope that you got the swing and pillows too. See you soon!
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