Liz: a couple of years old ... this is the moment of change, the plane leaving the ground, tipping the sled over the rim of the hill ... this is alive ...
i sometimes wonder about the people who don't remember this, or, more likely, have never imagined or felt that edge... and then i pray for myself, to never stop being on that edge, trembling there, with all that i am...
My soul touches the edge of this photo
ReplyDeleteI'm enjoying the shadows and the details in his feathers.
is this a recent picture?
Liz: a couple of years old ... this is the moment of change, the plane leaving the ground, tipping the sled over the rim of the hill ... this is alive ...
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i sometimes wonder about the people who don't remember this, or, more likely, have never imagined or felt that edge... and then i pray for myself, to never stop being on that edge, trembling there, with all that i am...
ReplyDeleteRoxana: i work to stay there, and sometimes fail ...
Deletebut i can't imagine you anywhere else :-)
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