Sunday, August 11, 2013

Opening a Clenched Fist

It took me a long time to open a clenched fist. But when I finally did, I felt the warmth of the air passing through the spaces between my fingers. All of a sudden, I was able to touch what I see, and feel what I touch. I knew I should have opened it sooner but, by now, I am just really grateful I did.

GAP

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