December 18, 2012

Frozen



 
The trees now bare, wait for the buds that will bring new life. The frozen lake will thaw, the snow so deep, will melt away with the spring sun. The Dao teaches us this, waxing and waning, rising and setting, high and low.  Life comes and ultimately goes, giving birth to a new journey.

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