Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Riding a lion

Sometimes it's time to ride a lion.

Maybe you'll circle a few times. But then maybe you'll break free, run wild, find yourself exploring some new savannah together. The curiosity, the chase, the capture. The ghostly moon over the hills.

And your life will not be the same--even if you find yourself circling once again.

I'll be away from my computer for a few days...

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Carousels bring out the child in me. Wonderful prose.