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July 8

Daily Wisdom

Daily Inspiration

Life of Significant Soil; Meaning of Life; Overcoming; Social Justice; Wisdom

Freelance Monkette

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~ Sarah Vaughan

“somewhere I have never traveled gladly beyond/any experience, your eyes have their silence:/in your most fraile gesture are things which enclose me,/or which I cannot touch because they are too near./your slightest look easily will enclose me/though I have closed myself as fingers,/you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens/(touching skillfully, mysteriously) her first rose…/ nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals/the power of your intense fragility: whose texture/compels me with the colour of its countries,/rendering death and forever with each breathing/(I do not know what it is about you that closes/and opens; only something in me understands/ the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)/nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands.”

   ee cummings

  “somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond”