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Sunday, February 28, 2010

Blind


I would have to be blind not to notice the persistent contrails that turn into tainted clouds reaching across what was meant to be a sunny day- today.

My question is this: how do I maintain my joy and still witness this reality?
I am feeling a depth of sadness, Longing for a true sky Alone in my eyes. The separation feels like a vast chasm, I need to bow and energetically join with my fellows.