So radiant the afternoon, the air seems to swim with light. A dog’s noise lifts, inhaling what we can only guess. Now we sense the fullness of time, and timelessness, this never to be repeated. No, you may not keep it. Only go and get a lung full of life.
By Deborah Taylor-French
“The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say” ~Anaïs Nin
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