I walked over and looked closer at the statue of the goddess. She was wearing a headdress with a skull and a cobra and a crescent moon. Maybe this is what peace of mind was all about: having a poisonous snake on your head and smiling anyway.
Wally LambLove grows from the rich foam of forgiveness, mongrels make good dogs, and the evidence of God exists in the roundness of things.
Wally Lamb