First, we take a little step
And then we take another
We started somewhere way back there
And now we're here, oh brother!
Two Thousand Nine, April fifth
It sounds like science fiction
We're walking on this road of life
Let's do it with conviction
Those little steps accumulate
And take us quite a distance
Along the way, we sometimes fight
But we bow to Time's insistence
There is no other way we find
And no other way is better
We stick our toe into the lake
And each day just get wetter
Finally, we're in the swim
Contentedly, we're floating
Each drop contains a universe
Each drop deserves our noting
- Ted Ringer
Way, way back.
At least the robbers
left this one thing behind -
moon in my window
- Ryokan
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