catch22 (catch22) wrote,
catch22
catch22

Still can't sleep gonna try to create a moment. (unedited)

The babbling stream flows through the woods unknowing of how it passes or where it's going. In my back yard the individual drops play on the rock bed for a moment and then passes on. The sensation of being touched by each drop in passing on a warm, calm Spring day makes me wonder about where that drop has been. I mean can you imagine how many drops you're touched by when you sit in this stream here? It's like trying to count the stars in the sky or put a quantitative description on love. It amazes me that there's something so gentle that touches you and then is gone.
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