After climbing a great hill, one only finds that there are many more hills to climb. I have taken a moment here to rest, to steal a view of the glorious vista that surrounds me, to look back on the distance I have come. But I can rest only for a moment, for with freedom comes responsibilities, and I dare not linger, for my long walk is not yet ended.
you know, we leave our shells, but our true loving spirits are infinitum
windchill 13F my office 72F
i take pause to those shells with no warmth no shelter with hunger
i give long thought how well my shell would survive @ 13F
and seems i made time, to make it to the edge
and post in my blog again
and give thanks to the illustrious 2 ( so far) who “liked” my previous entry