March 27, 2016

Time Moves On



 Candle And Music Notes
I see my shadow which I no longer recognize. Winter has changed to spring reminding us all that seasons change in our life as well. Time waits for on one. The Dao moves on despite our protestations. There are things that have passed that can never be retrieved; water under the bridge and all that. Some things that were once doable are no longer doable, but if we’re wise, we go with the flow of it all. Years of drought have taken their toll. Now we can only remember the high water mark; the time when we sailed the waters fearlessly.

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