Big bright balloons.
Beautiful, blue moon.
A new decade, a quarter of a century passing, and time always moving forward.
A new theme : slow. Like the snails and rabbits who always come out ahead.
A new age.
Who are the pioneers of the future? What are they, or we, supposed to do in times like these?
The lesson: keep growing.
2 comments:
To grow, a thing must take root. together, things growing make a habitat for yet more things not imagined. dreams are like people, if you believe in them, they may outshine and redfine reality.
grow indeed!
thank you sweet child - i miss your words.
Post a Comment