Wednesday, June 17, 2020

The rain feeds the trees, feeds the earth, and pounds the stones


The rain feeds the trees, feeds the earth, and pounds the stones. Given enough time, the water will cut through the rock. The rivers will gain strength and power, and they will rage. And me? I’ll remain an old man turning on his windshield wipers. For awhile.

James Lee Jobe
13 March 2020
17 June 2020
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