Friday, January 15, 2010
my tangible spirit...
..might soar through the sky, with its proverbial head in the clouds. It might zip through a crowded city street--or a wide open road. More likely, it will trip and scrape its knee on the dirty gravel while others just fly on by. But this spirit is mine, and I am taking my time. Scabby knees and all, I am enjoying the ride.
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