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Monday, May 3, 2010

live always.

Posted by Will at 9:29 PM
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If the day and the night are such that you greet them with joy, and life emits a fragrance like flowers and sweet scented herbs, is more elastic, more starry, more immortal,-- that is your success. [...] The greatest gains and values are the farthest from being appreciated. We easily come to doubt if they exist. We soon forget them. They are the highest reality... the true harvest of morning or evening. 

It is a little stardust caught,
a segment of the rainbow 
which I have clutched.

-Thoreau in Walden

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Dedicated to Paul Dixon for inspiring me to write once more. 

And for all of you who are all about living intentional lives of love, grace, and peace wherever you are and whatever you do.

May you never grow weary of doing good. 
Let us run the streets and hostile lands
Touch the rain with all we have
Breathe the air and scream it loud
Our feet will never touch the ground.

Do you feel alive?  Imagine.
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