Thursday, June 24, 2010

Lady Luck

These days, tingling with the newness of summer, I feel lucky to live in such a beautiful corner of the world.  Everything blooms and speaks in colors, heights challenge my equillibrium's balance, and even the clouds are happy to cover the cerulean sky; the biggest drink, with the lightest of whipped cream dollops.  Skylines chatter in pastels, a marker for visitors, a remark for homelanders voyaging in longer strides towards daily deeds, practiced dinner and drinks.

2 Corinthians 5:1

For we know that if our earthly house of this tabernacle were dissolved, we have a building of God, a house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens.

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