Endless Road of Being
Take a walk on the wild side...
You ask me, When will you write about something other than death? And as earnest as the written word can be I tell you: There is no difference between this life and death. They are the light of day and the dark of night. Like dancers, they move together in all directions. Their songs are written with the very same notes. And they take turns holding you close throughout your life, demanding eye contact while you listen to their whispers. I know, because I have encountered both my life and death on the endless road of being.
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- Jonah · August 11‹ Dream HomeThere They Are ›