If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is, infinite
To begin this new year, I am joining A River of Stones for the month of January. Each day I will post my own small stone, a very short piece of writing that precisely captures a fully engaged moment.
January 1 - Small Stone
From the corner chair this morning, the light streamed through glass, the back of the chair and down the table, illuminating porcelain, the curve of his cheek.