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June 08, 2009
the bare truth
Today, I am looking at bare earth.
It is not sad; it is not happy; it is just bare - dark, cleared and sparse amid other more colourful and lively beds; beds busier with life.
This earth - it has not always been bare. Things have grown here before, I remember. And they may do again; I mean, never say never, eh?
Though today is all we can sensibly speak of; and today it is bare. So very bare.
Posted by Mr Bojangles at June 8, 2009 03:45 PM
Comments
The best things grow profoundly from the depths Mr BJ. Out of sight, out of mind, just pure creation. Bless the bareness and trust in the diamond. You'll see it soon.
Posted by: rose at June 8, 2009 09:15 PM