Thursday, February 10, 2011

the middle

there are times when  it's hard to see where things start and where they begin. there's a blurring of lines that sometimes becomes messy. a metaphorical sand painting just after its been destroyed. after all the hard work one puts into something, its hard to be the one to blur all the colors together and let the winds do the rest.

there's something about the middle though. the middle when there is calm and patience and love in carefully creating the image. life is not sand though, and that's why the middle is even more important. without the middle we would really have nothing. so for now i'm going to enjoy this middle. this middle place that's found me, and see what winds come...

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