Friday, 2 September 2011

A Walk in the Wood on a Sunny Afternoon... by me



In-between past and future there is the edge of the present. It rests between the regrets of the past and the uncertainty of the unknown future. Here in the present there is an non-specific certainty that wields Truth as the hammer at the forge and Life its fire. Certainty is not in knowing how the torc will take shape but in knowing Wisdom is our Gold (via Druid's Path /|\)

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