To fly high we need a good take off! An expert pilot knows how to start the engine properly ... Since our flight is and will be made up of words, what about a short beautiful poem by Edgar Lee Masters?
In youth my wings were strong and tireless,
But I did not know the mountains.
In age I knew the mountains
But my weary wings could not follow my vision.
Genius is wisdom and youth.
("Alexander Throckmorton" from SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY)
Enjoy the flight.
MG
1 comment:
Your blog is one year minus one day older than mine! I should be able to remember that! Congratulations, on a spectacular first year!!
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