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tiptoeing around wisdom
Stay, I said to the cut flowers. They bowed their heads lower. Stay, I said to the spider, who fled. Stay, leaf, It reddened, embarrassed for me and itself. Stay, I said to my body. It sat as a dog...
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From within or from behind, a light shines through us upon things, and makes us aware that we are nothing, but the light is all. ……Ralph Waldo Emerson are we ever ready for what is next? do we ever...
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The pool near Slane where hazel brushes the gleam of water and the just ripe nut touches and un-touches the still cold darkness of a shaded stream, the wet encircled shell a meniscus of light for...
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