A Time for Holding
When ominous signs loom on the horizon, perhaps not yet visible but by those who have passed this way before us, we respond by taking a turn away…not to run, but to delay, to await smooth air and a lighted path…we hold. We take the time to allow the destructive destabilizing forces to run their course…to blow up and blow out…to evaporate and be forgotten…to leave memories as skies reflected in puddles of water…fading into the earth and sky.
The Aerial Horizon 