not all who wander are lost

not all who wander are lost

Tuesday, January 04, 2011


Miraculous telephone, bringing my brother swinging in his Thai-hammock under the stars, into this very room with us this morning. This very room where a moment before it was us and the stillness of furniture and morning-time with coffee. Hearing his voice and his description of where he was brought us a little bit there, and hearing our voice and our description of where we were, brought him a little bit here. But mostly we twirled wherever it is that voices and kindred spirits dance, somewhere between here and there.

1 comment:

della said...

The amazing ability of technology to bring us closer together, combined with Sara's ability to paint a vivid picture of a moment blessed us with this post.