Monday, June 14, 2010

Open Hands

When I was running this morning I came accross these little hand prints in the sidewalk. They are quite small - toddler size - and had filled with gravel. I must have walked past them a dozen time, but had never seen them. Little hands pressed into concrete, a moment saved for a lifetime. Being outside running clears my head. I see things more clearly & feel stronger, not just physically, but inside too. Open hands...

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