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2 thoughts on “Bookends”
I delight in the thought of an “unfolding”. A poem first read once “sounds” different when read again after reflection. Same, too, with sunsets viewed at one time, compared to another time. Before I begin my late Fall/Early Winder nightly walk with my dog, even before I put on a coat or attach the dog leash, I wonder what my favorite “star patch”…the Pleiades…will look like, reveal to me, as part of my walk. My experience of looking up as soon as I exit my house, even if there is cloud cover, is always different from my experience of looking up the last time before re-entering my house. A blessing always unfolds from start to finish, always renewed again the next night.
Dear David, how lovely! I will look at the Pleiades and think of your walk unfolding tonight. Thank you!
I delight in the thought of an “unfolding”. A poem first read once “sounds” different when read again after reflection. Same, too, with sunsets viewed at one time, compared to another time. Before I begin my late Fall/Early Winder nightly walk with my dog, even before I put on a coat or attach the dog leash, I wonder what my favorite “star patch”…the Pleiades…will look like, reveal to me, as part of my walk. My experience of looking up as soon as I exit my house, even if there is cloud cover, is always different from my experience of looking up the last time before re-entering my house. A blessing always unfolds from start to finish, always renewed again the next night.
Dear David, how lovely! I will look at the Pleiades and think of your walk unfolding tonight. Thank you!