Saturday, January 20, 2007
In a tiny fist of your 'heart of hearts'
A seed of hope grows
Amongst the scatterings of past,
Time has come,
Time to move on.
words, feelings leaping, tripping over each other
when you least expect it to.
has time really moved on?
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i have lost 6 material things in the past 6 days, yet they were all fortunately found and returned.
i think my luck is going to run out... :/
stop being so blur, so careless, so forgetful!
material is fine,
what about immaterial?
'if you have nothing, you have everything'
how true...
un moment à se rappeler
. a moment to remember.
