Monday, November 2, 2009

Seven Mysteries


Mountains.
The ocean.
Birds.
Stars.
Journeys.
Newborns.
Wisdom.

2 comments:

Dr. Mike said...

Seven is a Mystical Number

When you take a watch into Customer Services, nobody will give you back lost time.

Just when you regain balance walking on sidewalks, the Scouts Club takes a hike over uneven terrain on Mt. Nebo.

Peacocks may have rainbow feathers, but when they open their mouths, they scream.

Vision arrives long after the fires of California have burnt out.

Because every place you went to was where I had wanted to be, you lived my life for me. How was it?

Aging regresses into childhood wonder at Little Red Riding Hood approaching death.

Wisdom is the last tooth in your mouth: chiasmus becoming a paradox.

[Disposable Prose November 2, 2009]
Dr. Mike

The Rambling Taoist said...

Me thinks you find the last one -- wisdom -- by experiencing the other six.