Sunday, June 22, 2014

Forest and Streams

Forest Trail

Looking for that certain something, fixed upon that find
To all else around me, my eyes are growing blind
For one irritating grain of sand I fear I missed the shore
And for a single star that night, the galaxy was no more
So I stop to look back down, the path from whence I came
And all I see is beautiful, where once was only pain
I have this sinking feeling that's helping me to climb
Now every step is precious and looking back, sublime

Calvin "Cheese Grits" Yerke

Path under water

This was a very interesting and different perspective: Genetic Entropy (Dr. Sanford)

Great find, Lily and nice pics
With whom I share the trail


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