Fewer words have felt more powerful and honouring to my shadow and light. Fewer, have felt more profound, and held me more in my own. These words resound, reverberate, and ricochet... I want to speak these loudly and softly to mountain, to the depths of sea, to the barren/bounty of desert, to storm and rain and stillness... Because I know they will reflect this back to me, so I will not forget. I will not forget. I will Remember.
Posted on: Sun, 27 Oct 2013 07:15:22 +0000
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