We Are Just Ghosts

We are the apparitions that linger,


like slick shadows on the hills

beneath the hue of a China blue sky,

remote and small.

Then, like a rushing wind,

that passes through you,

my love,

we travel fast

with the brevity of life.

In the smallest moments of taking in beauty, in actively being people of goodness and mercy and outreach, we are saved – Anne Lamott

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