Without seeing where it is I'm going...I know. Without knowing...I see.
The endless questions want no answers.
Breakfast hasn't happened. The day hasn't - yet - begun.
Beyond this mountain.
Somewhere.
Over that rainbow.
Maybe.
A path beckons. A life awaits.
It's all so simple in the early morning.
In the fog....there's clarity.
In the quiet....a story unfolds.
And - always - there is this.
