Sunday, June 21, 2015



Conch

You build a house for your soul,
and wander proudly 
in starlight
with the house on your back,
like a snail.
When danger in near,
you crawl inside
and are safe
behind your hard
shell.

And when you are no more,
the house will
live on,
a testament
to your soul's beauty.
And the sea of your loneliness
will sing deep
inside.

Olav H. Hauge


While I normally avoid commenting on the news my wife and I 
have enjoyed many trips to Charleston and were quite sad
to hear of the tragic deaths.

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