Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Search

Monogamous memories retain half-heard anecdote about something important.



There is an eternal search for grace, goodness, kindness. The search is both private and public.



There is poise and confidence in the silence. We must allow ourselves time for service, study, silence.



We stood here in the silence of half remembered college newspaper stories. 
Remembering our innocence, remembering our laughter and then someone said something about the weather. Truth rustles, honor bustles, hope rustles in the silence.

We create and delete files, create and delete hope in ourselves and in others.

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