Reflections from an Open Window
Linda Raha's Writing Corner
There is a feeling you get when you enter a forest; you cannot help but look up, see the sky etched between the branches. Sometimes, those great boughs seem so heavy, as if they carried the weight of the world; the twisted limbs remind us that life is not always easy. And then, there is
There lies within us a cathedral; we can choose to close the doors, or allow them to open wide. The chambers within are vast, full of light, flooded by stain-glass windows where the sun shines through. There are dusty corridors as well, places where the cobwebs have not been swept away. Within the cathedral music