Кофе Melitta BellaCrema La Crema, Германия, в зернах, 1 кг, код 306

Doaa
10.01.2015 16:35:07     , “Take out your pencils. Begin.”

We eoenuntcr each other in words, Words spiny or smooth, whispered or declaimed; Words to consider, reconsider.

We cross dirt roads and highways that mark the will of someone and then others who said, “I need to see what’s on the other side; I know there’s something better down the road.”
We need to find a place where we are safe; We walk into that which we cannot yet see.

Say it plain, that many have died for this day. Sing the names of the dead who brought us here, who laid the train tracks, raised the bridges, picked the cotton and the lettuce, built brick by brick the glittering edifices they would then keep clean and work inside of.

Praise song for struggle; praise song for the day. Praise song for every hand-lettered sign; The figuring it out at kitchen tables.

Some live by “Love thy neighbor as thy self.”

Others by first do no harm, or take no more than you need. 

What if the mightiest word is love, love beyond marital, filial, national. Love that casts a widening pool of light. Love with no need to preempt grievance.

In today’s sharp sparkle, this winter air, anything can be made, any sentence begun.

On the brink, on the brim, on the cusp praise song for walking forward in that light.

Ryatha
31.12.2014 15:14:08     Wow Elizabeth, that weekend snodus great! Have you ever been to Sandringham?I have so many places I want to see in England marked in all the books I've ever read on the period it isn't even funny. I'd probably never even get a chance to see them all in a month's time.

Mohamed
30.12.2014 12:09:52     Do you have more great arlcites like this one?