I come into the peace of wild things, who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief. I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars, waiting with their light.
– Wendell Berry (excerpt from The Peace of Wild Things)
There are places we are attached to, places of encounter and connection where we experience an intimacy with land and water. The experience makes its way into the vault of the mind- the infinite interior where thought and emotion are part of the intangible in ourselves, the backdrop of our consciousness, and the fulcrum from which we revolve and operate.
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