Monday, November 11, 2013


The telescope makes the world smaller, 
it is only the microscope that makes it larger.
G. K. Chesterton

In the waning afternoon light
I find fallen leaves across my path
 Like letters from summer
I read these notes
Every word 
I try to read what is written
Between the lines
Wisdom must come from life 
Lived so short a time
Yet, so gloriously well.

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