i've been reading...

i recently started a new book for fun called "through painted deserts: light, God and beauty on the open road" by donald miller (author of 'blue like jazz'). this is the first memoir i've ever read for fun. i think i found the book once by just looking at some of the suggestions on amazon. i ordered it. it sat on my shelf for a month or two. then after i exhausted my new children's/youth literature i had recently purchased, i went on to this beautiful book. it makes me happy and sad in all the right ways. i love it. this passage is from the author's note at the beginning. for some reason, when i read, it struck just so and almost made me cry. as i reread it just now, i didn't cry but it's truth still hits me. i hope you enjoy.


life cannot be understood flat on a page.
it has to be lived;
a person has to get out of their head,
has to fall in love,
has to memorize poems,
has to jump off bridges into rivers,
has to stand in an empty desert and whisper sonnets under their breath:
i'll tell you how the sun rose
a ribbon at a time...