A man for all seasons
It's two weeks since I wrote last. Two weeks in which on our journey we have seen the clocks go forward and us move out of a long winter. Long because of the cold as usual, but long also for the downturn in the world's fortunes on an economic level. Maybe the longer days can bring more energy to tackle the woe.
Maybe the sun can too, after the April showers, or will they soon be back in attempt to pull us back and hang on to the winter? The only way is up, we're moving towards summer.
Though I have watched this week change through every passing day. Waiting. The need to be ready for what awaits us. But nothing could have prepared me for this day 12 years ago. The progession of the week like the weather and the seasons. The need to be a man of all seasons like him before me.
Maybe the sun can too, after the April showers, or will they soon be back in attempt to pull us back and hang on to the winter? The only way is up, we're moving towards summer.
Though I have watched this week change through every passing day. Waiting. The need to be ready for what awaits us. But nothing could have prepared me for this day 12 years ago. The progession of the week like the weather and the seasons. The need to be a man of all seasons like him before me.
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