Tuesday, July 30, 2013

In an Art Gallery in Savannah, Georgia


There is a place 

and a moment


That I feel welcome 

as I am

Just because 
I am there and then

Just because 
I am present

And I feel my heart
escaping a beat

A Phoenix rising from ashes?
A dragon coming to life?

A shift in tectonic plates

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What really counts is what you feel and think as the sole author of the journey of your own life. No one can tell you how to tell your story and how to interpret it.


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