Who cradles the head of Atlas as he holds the world upon his shoulders?
When the one that everyone looks to for leadership...for knowledge...for comfort...for the way through to the safe side of chaos needs to find those things...to whom can they reach?
Where's the solace for the knight in shining armor who wants to lay down her sword for just a moment, because the weight is suddenly too great? Who cares for those who protect them? Where can a pure heart that is full of integrity and honor find a safe haven from the seemingly unending numbers who would demand and damage?
Can there be one who is able to sweep the feet out from under the one who has swept others...who delights the delighter...loves the lover...gives to the giver? Can there be?
Perhaps that is too much to ask for...
...sigh.
1 comment:
Bad news first: when the caretaker needs to be cared for, the infrastructure crumbles. This leaves us adrift, keeping our heads above water & hoping a lifeguard can be bothered to notice.
Good news: eventually everyone else has to figure things out on their own. And the caretakers who have found ourselves adrift? We find each other.
Bizarre news: Uh, when did we end up on an episode of LOST?
Worst news of all: They are remaking Footloose. WTF?! ;)
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