The Insanely Precious, Ordinary Moments of a Life

Sunday, March 3, 2013

slippery fish

Life, what are you?   You are a strange bird indeed; a slippery fish.  Sometimes you are an unruly great-aunt, wielding chaos in your elegant sleeve.  You are love so entangled with fear that I cannot pull the two apart. And something I cannot name- the eternally impermanent paradox; indiscriminately beautiful everywhere, tight lipped as a martyr.