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Bring on the wonder.
Bring on the song...


[link] susan enan
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And it was at that age...Poetry arrived
in search of me. I don't know, I don't know where
it came from, from winter or a river.
I don't know how or when,
no, they were not voices, they were not
words, nor silence,
but from a street I was summoned,
from the branches of night,
abruptly from the others,
among violent fires
or returning alone,
there I was without a face
and it touched me...

~pablo neruda


a wild sunrise on a frosty morning.
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It's a beautiful day.
The sun is shining.
I feel good.
And no-one's gonna stop me now......


www.youtube.com/watch?v=5zyP6Y… queen - it's a beautiful day


'morning :D
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Ride my bike down the old dirt hill,
First time without my training wheels.
First time I kissed you I lost my legs,
Bring that beat back to me again.

I hear scream and shout out loud of innocence
And days when all we did would never end...


www.youtube.com/watch?v=bEc5Jv… old dirt hill - dave matthews and tim reynolds


fist light looking down into the river bottom.
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It must have been moonglow,
Way up in the blue.
It must have been moonglow
That led me straight to you

I still hear you sayin', "Dear one, hold me fast."
And I keep on prayin', "Oh Lord, please let this last."

We seemed to float right through the air.
Heavenly songs seemed to come from everywhere.

And now when there's moonglow,
Way up in the blue
I'll always remember,
That moonglow gave me you...


[link] tony bennet/ kd lang
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There's a darkness upon me that's flooded in light
In the fine print they tell me what's wrong and what's right
And it comes in black and it comes in white
And I'm frightened by those who don't see it

When nothing is owed, deserved or expected
And your life doesn't change by the man that's elected
If you're loved by someone you're never rejected
Decide what to be and go be it.

There was a dream.
One day I could see it.
Like a bird in a cage I broke in and demanded that somebody free it...


[link] the avett brothers
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I find the map and draw a straight line
Over rivers, farms, and state lines,
The distance from 'A' to where you'd be.
It's only finger-lengths that I see.
I touch the place where I'd find your face,
My fingers in creases of distant dark places...


[link] snow patrol - set the fire to the third bar
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Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops.


― Norman Maclean, A River Runs Through It and Other Stories


this is somewhere off the trail to Blue Lakes in the Mnt Sneffels Wilderness area.
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An afternoon of rock climbing found me at Treasure Lake as the sun was setting. I decided I would walk out onto a cliff that has a nice vantage point of the lake and try for a shot. this is one of those a million miles from anywhere places. As I am looking around wondering what the heck to shoot I hear, "hello" from behind me. I turn and find the ghost of John Muir perched on this small little ledge, feet dangling, while writing verse of some sort into his journal.

there was my shot.

we didn't really talk. other than me asking, "may I?" he nodded and I took a dozen or so shots. then he asked me how I knew of the place... I told him my grandfather started taking me here to fish when I was 5. he smiled and nodded... after a few minutes or so, he told me it was his favorite spot in the world.

We watched the light fade for a bit and then I nodded to him as I left. one of the more satisfying exchanges of the week.

Treasure Lake - Wichita Mountains Wildlife Refuge
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When you stop seeing beauty
You start growing old.
The lines on your face
Are a map to your soul.

When you stop taking chances
You'll stay where you sit.
You won't live any longer
But it'll feel like it.

I lost myself in the summer rain.
I lost myself.
I lost myself in the summer rain...

[link] U-2 - Summer Rain

clouds turning into rain showers made me decide to take the long way to the office this morning. I'm glad I did. :)
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