We don't change our minds.  People change.  People chase around the changes they make.  A piece falls on the ground, and the earth stops.  We lose arms and fingers, but no one minds.  People step on us, climb our faces.  Oh well.  It's what we're here for.  Honestly, we're glad to do it.

photo by marie emily.


marie said...

beautiful. i like your words paired with my photo. :)

heather said...

marie, I'm so glad! I like it too. (And there may be more!)