What if I don't know what I have to say?
Much of my thought process leans toward what cannot be contained
in these small marks on this fragile and temporary page.
What I have to say hovers just on the other side of the shoreline between here
and there, wherever there is. I meander along the edges hoping for connection.
Discovery of some tidbit I can pick up and carry with me feeling it vibrate
reminding me of its existence and its companionship.
Waking up to a snow covered landscape was not in my expectations this morning as we embark on our journey south for Laney's wedding. It's beautiful.
May I remember to take strong note of every beautiful fleeting moment
letting it sink into my harbor of memories to accompany me through my days.
Namaste'
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