Transformation

Foggy Morning at the LakeChange doesn’t happen all at once.  It glides on the  nanoseconds, sliding in beneath our notice one small, smooth motion at a time.

Oh, on some deep level we know.  We are, of course, one with it and moving with it ourselves, each of us at our own pace, each according to his own rhythm, in a vast coordinated dance.

But we don’t attend to our depths.  The surface, with its countless dazzling details, mesmerizes us.  And so we wake one morning to discover that the infant has become a toddler, the boy has become a man, and sweet summer is quickly fading away.

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