~ Setting things on fire. Mostly words ~

~ Often speaking in tongues ~

~ to Each Other ~


Sunday 25 November 2012

View from a Hill


They say a walk on a windswept hill in December will clear one's head.
But today mine wasn’t so much cleared as opened up. 
It’s okay, no falling branches got me but its amazing what a hilltop view
of the world can do.

She appeared out of nowhere quite unannounced – the silvery moon in the east. 
Only 238,900 miles away. 


Looking East

Looking the other way, due west. Orientation courtesy iPhone Compass


 But then if I look west its only 4,386 miles to your door. 
                                          Suddenly not so far. But then you’re always by my side.

I’ve always loved secrets. I can keep them. But is Love the most precious secret of all?