Life meets. The wind meets the leaves of the trees—different substances

Life meets. The wind meets the leaves of the trees—different substances meet and something new comes of it. The leaves are dusted so they can see the sun and make chlorophyll and life; the wind’s direction is changed; and my thoughts are stirred. Life meets. Life goes on meeting.

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on August 23rd, 2009 | No Comments »

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