Sunday, 24 July 2011

The Weed and White Fluff Ball - by Donuts


THE WEED

A weed of nasty thorn and sting,
brings beauty feathered like a wing.

WHITE FLUFF BALL






It's not so much that we're afraid of change or so in love with the old ways, but it's that place in between that we fear . . . . It's like being between trapezes. It's Linus when his blanket is in the dryer. There's nothing to hold on to.
  
Marilyn Ferguson


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