words off the ground

hate to say goodbye.

August 31, 2010 at 12:02 am (chapters of my life, evermore, footprints on the sand)

“Like a comet pulled from orbit,
as it passes a sun

Like a stream that meets a boulder,
halfway through the wood

Who can say if I have been changed
for the better?

But because I knew you,
I have been changed for good.”