the fiction and poetry of sarah hina
nice. really nice turns in this...the pebbles being the seed...the ambition of the blind as well....really nice touches...
I'd rather you build a forest anyway, we have enough roads for the blind to drive on. This is a simply awesome piece of brevity that stuns Karen.
Seeds are the important part.
laughingwolf, thank you. :)Brian, thanks for dropping by. I appreciate your very kind words here. Mark, I've missed this. Thank you, my friend. Charles, yes. And too often overlooked.
Missed that I changed your name Sarah? Name the forest Karen.
Hey, if you're going to confuse me with THE Karen, then you won't find me complaining.
Actually, this does remind a lot of Karen. She write nature poetry so well. She'd be proud. :)I know I say it all the time, but this seriously is freakin' brilliant. I think genuine acts of kindness are like that. One doesn't realize the good consequences on others when you're doing them.Keep planting seeds!
I think the key is planting the seeds that make you happy, instead of trying to build false cities. Because carefree happiness is fertile and contagious.Thanks, my friend. And I totally agree about Karen. She's the freakin' brilliant one.
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