Gliding through life, just skimming the surface
never picking up the rocks to look
at what is hiding underneath
is a shallow existence.
So much richness settles
in the crevices.
Meaning is found
in what you
cannot
glimpse.
Gliding through life, just skimming the surface
never picking up the rocks to look
at what is hiding underneath
is a shallow existence.
So much richness settles
in the crevices.
Meaning is found
in what you
cannot
glimpse.
Windows To The Spirit 