from a certain view
we’re always moving uphill
against our own resistance
the rain coming down
the winds pushing us back
toward the comfort of the valley
from which we came.
from a certain view
we’re always moving uphill
against our own resistance
the rain coming down
the winds pushing us back
toward the comfort of the valley
from which we came.
The writings of some kindred spirits and people I admire may be found by exploring these links.