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Wednesday, September 12, 2012




One day we all take a leap of faith into a new journey. We will no longer inhabit the wake left by familial progenitors but finally be at the heart of enlightenment.  I place my feet on the silvered path, and follow the generational light of a million footsteps out across the bay. It holds my weight for I, now lighter than air, travel swift the silvered trail into a hundred outstretched arms.  But the sun sets and dusk emerges and the thought vanishes away into the aether; for I would truly stay here a little while longer.