Sunrise : Blue Ridge Mountains
on the road
that quiet feeling at dawn
that always-surpise
of the rising sun
you feel as if
you could go on forever
in that silent way
Life and writing, serious and humorous, old and young, past and present: it's all part of the fabric.
“Maybe we’re here only to say: house, bridge, well, gate, jug, olive-tree, window--at most, pillar, tower--but to say them, remember, oh! to say them in a way that the things themselves never dreamed of so intensely.” --Rilke