Tag: words

The walkway on the podium was more than a designer’s monotone answer to a need.  There were shadows and reflections from ...

I stood, hesitating, in front of the window.  I was looking at an echo of my past.  I was five years old, ...

There is a book waiting for my response.  It is a gift for a gift, one generation asking its predecessor to ...

Every day has a sunset.  As I watched the light fade, I reflected and walked, thinking of individuals no longer in ...

The sign was oh-so-familiar.  As I approached the stand, I tried to imagine what could be eerily familiar yet unknown.  I soon ...

Today begins with reflection.  Some would see it as a day of celebrating birthdays and anniversaries.  I agree, however I ...