Let’s leave behind a few clay pots and a worn out pair of sandals.
As for dreams and thoughts, let’s keep them guessing. They will be anyway:
Religion, music, poetry, science — cathedrals, symphonies, books —
Fragments that represent, but never quite make, the whole.
Our little daughter said it best with the very first word she spoke:
Light. She was nine months old. And when she was seven,
She sketched my face with a piece of charcoal from our stove.
It looked more like me than I do. Let’s leave that too.
A shame that it was lost — or was it?
Is anything ever, really?
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Categories: Sweet Sleep and Bare Feet
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