27.5.13

Introspectively It Carries Us



I soon realized that no journey carries one far
unless, as it extends into the world around us, 
it goes an equal distance into the world within.

– Lillian Smith

. . . . .

Something unfamiliar pierces us – a sight, a sound, a smell, a taste, a touch. Transfixed, we gasp as an awe runs through us. Seized by those rare moments, time's commanding order, numbered on a clock, disappears. Out there, extraordinarily sustained, we become unconscious of it.

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