Sunday, May 30, 2010

War and Peace

I am a willow of wilderness,
Loving the wind that bent me. All my hurts
My garden spade can heal. A woodland walk,
A quest of rivers grapes, a mocking thrush,
A wild rose or a rock-loving columbine
Salve my wounds.

~Ralph Waldo Emerson Musketquid

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