Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Blue Sky

On days like today, the air cold
enough to fire the imagination,
I feel as if anything is possible.
Striding out, I fill my lungs
and know I am alive.
Such days are gift:
for all things are mine, now
made alive by faith;

but certain days obscure truth.

1 comment:

  1. I recognise that moment! Thanks

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