I need to create a myth again.
There was a time when I would look at tall mountains and smile because of the flood that drowned my heart
There was a time I would stare at a horizon with expectation
There was a time I would worship heros that I didn't even know were there.
If something is missing in my life, it is my myths. And I can find them again, because they never left
2 comments:
Hi Cousin! So I found your blog through your sisters blog... and I am loving it.
Of course your myths never left you. They live inside of you! Never give up on them and keep right on creating them. You are bubbling over with exciting creativity, just work towards it, if you seek it, it will come! Love you sweet darlin'. Momma
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