A glimmer of light cannot truly be seen without much that is dark, and darkness cannot truly be felt without shadowy forms rising from the blackness.

~ Anonymous




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the untrimmable light
of the world

~ From Mindful by Mary Oliver ~ American poet 1935-




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Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting —
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

~ From Wild Geese by Mary Oliver ~ American Poet 1935-




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black stars




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princess




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No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.

~ Hal Borland ~ American author - 1900-1978




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tilting at windows





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tunnel vision




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