...it was in the depth of winter
that i discovered in myself
an invincible summer...
"I too am not a bit untamed, I too am untranslatable.
I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world"
"As I grow older, I grow calm.
I think it not improbable that,
like the grub that builds a chamber
for the winged creature it will become,
man may have destinies he does not understand."
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meditations on life, love, nature, healing and the arts...
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