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Tuesday, December 27, 2011
She beckoned me to her colorful dream, this wintry brook by the side of the road. I stepped closer and closer toward a world within our own, the one waiting for curious pilgrims to discover, very close to home.
Cautious at first, concerned about my footing, it was not deep or steep, or slippery as I’d expected, still I placed each boot with care--
Until mesmerized by light dancing on every surface--
I lost mySelf in joyful water music, a marimba of rocks, leaves and iced branches, kaleidoscopic colors magnified by the pull of time frozen and fleeting all at once.
Sacred and ordinary swirled into a moment, held briefly in absolute presence--
How often my own life feels this way.