A collection of random thoughts and images
from the life of a busy professional who is
working at finding peace and restoration while
trying to make the most of every day. May, by
the way, is "just" one of my cats, but she thinks
she runs my life =)
Friday, July 24, 2009
Black lie the hills; swiftly doth daylight flee;
And, catching gleams of sunset's dying smile,
Through the dusk land for many a changing mile
The river runneth softly to the sea.
O happy river, could I follow thee!
O yearning heart, that never can be still!
O wistful eyes, that watch the steadfast hill,
Longing for level line of solemn sea!
Have patience; here are flowers and songs of birds,