My heart goes out to Cindy Sheehan and all the loss of this world. I know there are lessons in it, and the pain seems almost to defeat, but, there is the catch, almost, and that is where we meet.
My thoughts for today -
awareness rumbles and trembles,
roots and fondles,
penetrates one stone, and then, the next,
until all stones are help in a grasp
liquid with longing,
and back -