"I am a frayed and nibbled survivor in a fallen world and I am getting along. I am aging and eaten and have done my share of eating too. I am not washed and beautiful, in control of a shining world in which everything fits, but instead am wandering awed about on a splintered wreck I've come to care for, whose gnawed trees breathe a delicate air, whose bloodied and scarred creatures are my dearest companions, and whose beauty beats and shines not in its imperfections but overwhelmingly in spite of them, under the wind-rent clouds, upstream and down."
It also seemed appropriate because that is what I am going to be doing in a few short weeks. Wandering that is. A lot. I assume I will be in awe a lot as well. At the world in general. At the fact that I am wandering in it. At the goodness and light and wonderment and joy that I hope to run across.
That is all for now. This is my blog.
This is an AWESOME idea! I cannot wait to wander vicariously with you and be awed by your wonderful words and peektures...I am so jealous!
ReplyDeleteSo happy for you mom! I will follow your adventures
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