Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Alive again...

I missed the last bus home from work this evening - what a gift. I walked for an hour along back roads, past fields ready for new seed. Underneath the ugly motorway and deeper into the woods. Birds sang, the earth smelled good and the sky blazed apocalypse red as the sun went down. Everything is good this evening... it feels like ever the stones are crying out praise. I'm remembering, along with the rest of creation, that I'm alive


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