Monday, December 19, 2011

a place of water and light.


d'awwww.

puppypantz!!!

cutest.



floral pantz!

more floral goodness.


heh.


cool pack.

pals ♥

planet blue radness.

heh. 

via


“Sabbaths 1998, VII"Wendell Berry
There is a place you can go
where you are quiet,
a place of water and the light

on the water. Trees are there,
leaves, and the light
on leaves moved by air.

Birds, singing, move
among leaves, in leaf shadow.
After many years you have come

to no thought of these,
but they are themselves
your thoughts. There seems to be

little to say, less and less.
Here they are. Here you are.
Here as though gone.

None of us stays, but in the hush
where each leaf in the speech
of leaves is sufficient syllable

the passing light finds out
surpassing freedom of its way.



...lavois

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