Sunday’s quote is from Khalil Gibran.
It is simple, but there is a lot packed into it. Gibran isn’t saying life and death are identical. He’s saying they belong to the same journey. A river doesn’t end when it reaches the sea, it becomes part of something larger. The river’s shape changes, but the water continues.
For me, It’s simple, I can’t control the current. I can only swim downstream and hope the ocean forgives me when I arrive.
I know I chalked a cloudy day with rain later, but the sunrise suggests otherwise. The orange glow came quickly over the lake. Reflecting softly off the bottom of the whispering cloudscape.
Off to find gusto and astonishment on this 7th day of June.
