and come in beneath
the blessed and the blessing trees.
Though I am silent
there is singing around me.
Though I am dark
there is vision around me.
Though I am heavy
there is flight around me.
Woods by Wendell Berry
Image via We Heart It
Thursday, November 12, 2009
the blessed and the blessing trees
and come in beneath
the blessed and the blessing trees.
Though I am silent
there is singing around me.
Though I am dark
there is vision around me.
Though I am heavy
there is flight around me.
Woods by Wendell Berry
Image via We Heart It
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Hello. A beautiful collection of photos and poems. Do you write poetry too?
ReplyDeleteMiriam Wei Wei Lo
ps. I am glad you enjoyed some of my work.
Thank you! I was so surprised and pleased to see a message from you. I'm glad it's ok that I've posted some of your poetry here. It's beautiful.
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