Monday, October 15, 2012

Stream of Consciousness

Rivers run into the sea...

Every now and then I catch a glimpse, as through the corner of my eye, of the tapestry threads my life is spun upon...

certain themes repeat: family, children, love, flowers...

I have seen exquisite beauty in the pattern of the petals on a rose, and I have experienced exquisite pain on a heartbreakingly beautiful day.

I have loved, lost, and regained lost loves. I have said many a teary goodbye, and I continue to say hello to new friends, new loves, new experiences.

My river runs along paths sometimes strange.