I am not done. My
story is not over. The
sunlight waking colors in
great swaths of green,
the thrum of human
energy optimistically
planning on unguaranteed
destinations –
I sit with my head low and
admit there is more that I
don’t know than I do, and
that is a reason
to hope.
Not Quiet Any More 
Okay, lemme just say this: you’re a frikkin badass! Would you look at that?! So low, such silence, and hummin’ right along amidst it all is this shining light of truth. So many more in there. Keep! Speaking!!
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