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Light the first light of evening, as in a room
In which we rest and, for small reason, think
The world imagined is the ultimate good.
This is, therefore, the intensest rendezvous.
It is in that thought that we collect ourselves,
Out of all the indifferences, into one thing:
Within a single thing, a single shawl
Wrapped tightly round us, since we are poor, a warmth,
A light, a power, the miraculous influence.
In which we rest and, for small reason, think
The world imagined is the ultimate good.
This is, therefore, the intensest rendezvous.
It is in that thought that we collect ourselves,
Out of all the indifferences, into one thing:
Within a single thing, a single shawl
Wrapped tightly round us, since we are poor, a warmth,
A light, a power, the miraculous influence.
- By poet Wallace Stevens
Post heart attack, I've been resting copiously
as if my life depends on it, perhaps it does, swaddled
in old brown comforter the color of dark chocolate,
imagining as Stevens
the world, the ultimate good.
as if my life depends on it, perhaps it does, swaddled
in old brown comforter the color of dark chocolate,
imagining as Stevens
the world, the ultimate good.
Why else should I still be here? When
by all rights, I should gone.
But to contemplate the ultimate good.
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5 comments:
Keep up the good work. I like the new header....'Every cloud has a silver lining'.
It's good that you ARE still here! Continue to take good care of yourself and keep posting those Nature blogs. Wishing you well!
Thanks for still being with us!
God speed!
Thanks for still being with us!
God speed!
You are here because I absolutely cannot imagine a world without you, dear friend! Well, that isn't the reason....God's reasons we cannot phathom...but I do know you are needed in this world! Thanks for everything you share with the rest of us. Keep taking good care of yourself. Get well, and know you have friends who care about you. God be with you now and always...
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