Saturday, August 3, 2019

Amber Kizer, Meridian

Everything changes. Everything is temporary, except for the sky. When you find yourself caught up in the horrors or heroes of a lifetime, look up. Don’t look down. That which is beneath our feet is liquid, but the sky, the sky is solid, constant, ever ready and ever hopeful that the sun will rise in the morning and the moon will rise at night. They don’t really set, you know. They’re always rising, just rising for someone else.


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