Sunday, February 02, 2014

Squall

31 January 2014


Occasionally the squalls come, sudden,
passionate and unpredictable.
I am a woman of caprice. You’ve learned
to batten the hatches and loose your sail,

to ride the winds, or be ridden.

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George MacDonald

"Home is ever so far away in the palm of your hand, and how to get there it is of no use to tell you. But you will get there; you must get there; you have to get there. Everybody who is not at home, has to go home."

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