To act, to give, to move and always forward. Every
moment, every choice to give voice to word or
foot to step, every handshake and kiss on the mouth is a journey, is it
not? Whether grand or
mundane, challenge or bliss, it's all movement through our river of time
slipping by like water
through our fingers. Yet this path, this journey, is constant,
whether we're paying attention or not.
With the paint on my
hands, I listen.
