Posted on Dec 11th, 2008
by
Lynx
Oh man there is this amazing feisty sweet woman I know who kicks ass with her life, carving out a pathway that no one else seems to see till she walks it, and wondering where she's going all the while, but knows that the birds will sing when there's cloud, sun or not, and there'll be coffee waiting when she gets there, wherever that is. And even if she wonders from time to time if she's gonna be on time, and now and again gets a flutter of fluster bout that, and if there's a gemini moon in the sky and it all gets writ a bit large for while, it doesn't matter.. day follows night. Wood gets chopped n the water's where it's wanted.
Every now and then I catch a glimpse of her out the corner of my eye.
Or I think I might have...
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