Thursday, July 24, 2008

where everything is something...

Today, like many days, leaves me feeling creative,inspired, hungry for a bit of sleep yet I never lay rest until the wee hours... until the words have ceased from flowing. Most days of work are filled with laughter and conversation but I long to go to my place of solitude to write a note or two... read a line of lit or learn something new.

I find joy in beautiful things like the smear of peach light that arises from the base of the sky as sun is waking. At that moment, my life is connected... I know I am God's child, an earth worm, a mountain goat (dear Capricorn...) because I feel that if all things metal and brick and wood collapsed and vanished into dust... I would be intrigued, almost surely, with living life as a barefoot gypsy feeding off the land...