25 April 2006
gone hunting worms
and following the wind's whisper to dance in sunlight and shadows until we meet again...
I maintain two other blogs and will post to all three once in a while as the spirit moves me
& leave you with these words
I went off with my fists in torn pockets;
My coat was completely threadbare.
I followed you, Muse, where you led me,
Dreamed of loves -- ah -- so fine and so rare.
--Rimbaud quoted by none other than PET who summed it up thus: "
I feel that the Canadian people and I did dream together for such loves in challenging times -- love for ourselves, love for our country, love for more peace and justice in the world. To some extent, we rebuilt, renewed, strengthened, and completed this country we all carry within ourselves. I look back on those days, and the people I met, with warm memories.
And now, as long as there are fascinating new places to explore, new pathways to discover through the forests, new stars to notice in the wilderness sky, new experiences to share, and books to read, I will -- God willing -- remain a happy man." -- Pierre Elliott Trudeau
Joy and Shalom always!
Rambling Rose
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