Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Rossini’s overture sweeps me along
the unrolling ribbon of homeward highway.
Green hills fling their arms out to both sides.

2 comments:

  1. wow, this one gave me chills! excellent.

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  2. Thank you, Sarah, I'm loving this Small Stones practice. This was such an ordinary sort of moment but looking for Small Stones drew my attention to it and allowed me to gain far more nourishment from it than I otherwise would have.

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