Ming-Dao Deng describes humanity’s journey as an endless march of souls. From where I stand there is an infinite stream of others ahead of me. From where I stand there is an infinite stream of others behind me. My position matters not……
i am the beauty of summer caressing fall i am the shadow upon the mountain i am the undaunted seed finding the sun i am a rock mountain resting in a small hand. i am the mud prints holding the presence of elk. i am the rustling leaves singing…..
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