March 29, 2014

Fingertips



Count the stars on a dark sacred night. They flicker through the great darkness of space, millions of miles away in a place unknown to us. There are many places that are unknown to us, both far and near. There are many places we will never visit or have any chance of visiting. Each life has borders that cannot be crossed, rivers that cannot be traversed, oceans that cannot be crossed. It is the wise one that is at peace with it, and find harmony not millions of miles away but at his or her fingertips each day.

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