i hope my words are strange and wondrous,

like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,

so that we can all stop and

listen

i am celebrating 2012 by giving my blogger a facelift.

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i have said sufficient goodbyes,

and i am learning that to hold on to the past

does not mean to grip it tight,

but to entwine its threads around your fingers -

strings attached: they are always attached.

they weave themselves into a wondrous fabric

we call it "life"

and although it is a mishmash,

i wear it with pride.

but this is to the new,

hello to today,

that which was tomorrow and will soon be yesterday.

this is the threshold,

of another way to end.

to end my folly by finding true strength

to end my conceit by learning wisdom

to end my vanity by looking at love.

these are my words,

can you hear them yet?

when you have heard them,

have i done them yet?

when you have seen them,

have i loved you yet?

when i have loved you,

that was the end of me,

where God began.