Monday
Feb282011
Toward the Light


He slipped in silently and went about his work. Dusting away the spider webs. Sweeping with a brush made of sticks. An assignment. He caught my eye. In spite of his swift movement toward the light, I could feel the weight of his task. Pokhara, Nepal
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