Sorrow is constant and the joys are brief
The seasons come and bring no sweet relief
Time is a brutal but a careless thief
Who takes our lot but leaves behind the grief
The seasons come and bring no sweet relief
Time is a brutal but a careless thief
Who takes our lot but leaves behind the grief
I guess it sounds really negative, but I have had to continually remind myself that life is not fair and not a story about me. It's filled with melancholy, injustice and pain, shot through with moments of true beauty and magic. This morning, however, I've been thankful for grace, friendship, and community. Trying to cast my gaze upward...
3 comments:
I love this entire album.
Holy Moses, what a header picture, Bingman! lulz for the day...
Red Dirt Girl is the sh*t.
You've got James WD Kingsley to thank for that. You're welcome. ;)
Post a Comment