Dag Hammarskjöld

Dag Hammarskjöld, Markings
In the point of rest at the center or our being. we encounter a world where all things are at rest in the same way, Then a tree becomes a mystery, a cloud a revelation, each man a cosmos of whose riches we can only catch glimpses. The life of simplicity is simple, but it opens to us a book in which we never get beyond the first syllable.

Thursday, July 14, 2011

The Ocean Is My Only Medication

Posted by R W Rawles at 6:05 AM

1 comment:

  1. Teresa EvangelineJuly 14, 2011 at 6:56 AM

    I found myself wanting to yell (well, I did to myself), Yee-haw! at the end. Sunlight through the water is so nice.

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