Thursday, June 13, 2013


Each time I ride my bike I stumble upon these amazing little moments that take up residence in my spirit.  They are moments that I would not have seen in my car, thrilling and deceivingly minute happenings that completely consume me.

I have seen the fragile shells of birds with holes created by the urgency of life, the bright flash of eyes in the shrubbery when the earth is dark and still.  Once, I saw a brilliant leaf hover above the sidewalk like a tiny spaceship before it lifted and whirled into a dragonfly.  

Often, I take my humanness and capture these gifts with language.  But what I carry with me through the day isn’t anything I can ever humanize. 

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