Taken for granted
A deserted beach, stretching for miles. The hills sloping towards the deep green/blue Pacific ocean. The incoming tide fighting with an outgoing river, churning the waters into a boiling froth. Seabirds wheeling over their fortress island, crying out the news to their peers. The sun warming our faces as we lay in tussock covered sand dunes.
It’s so easy for us all to miss what we have in our own back yards. Take a moment to stop and smell the flowers … and I don’t mean that as a metaphor – try it sometime. It’s only until you don’t have it any more that you’ll find yourself missing it.
Uncategorized | GuruBob | 
October 23, 2005 10:01 pm
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