By Charles "Tom" Brown
copyright 2008
Who’s to say that the budding of wings from the ribs of small birds doesn’t begin with the impulse within them to live?
Who’s to say that the butterfly breaking through its cocoon isn’t the result of its being tired of living in a tight weave of its own making?
And who’s to say the color of passion doesn’t line our faces the instant we grow tired of living in a tight cocoon of our own making?
Who’s to say the journey to love doesn’t begin the instant we give voice to that loneliness that no one wants to hear?
Who’s to say the journey to peace doesn’t sprout like a small wing the instant we let our feelings find their place in the world?
In truth, every effort that is allowed its full beat within will ripple as a birth of some kind in the world.
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Tom is full of wisdom and insights, and loves to send and receive mail, so if you would like to write to Tom, he loves hearing from his readers. His address has changed in the past few months. Please send your letters to him at the following UPDATED address:
Charles “Tom” Brown
#140237
ASPC—Florence—East Unit
P.O. Box 5000
Florence, AZ 85232
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