Constant Discoveries

Winston the dog Moves in a sea of knees, children pulling , yanking with sounds that never cease....... Wandering through it all he teaches me,,,,,,,,, not with my head but in my soul,,,,,,,,, incomplete pieces of sense wrought of the Fathers design.......... We desire to know in full but only get in part,,,,,,,,,,,,, as I gaze from behind the rock. ...….......................