One life on this earth is all that we get,
whether it is enough or not enough,
and the obvious conclusion would seem to be
that at the very least we are fools
if we do not live it as fully and bravely and
beautifully as we can.
Frederick Buechner - from The Hungering Dark
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slightly the light
chases the darkness
trees
vague stanchions
reach
into the endless gray
the great owl swoops
the rests
eyes peering down on this
interloper
who dares walk his misted domain
mist swirls
and the smell of needles
wet rises
the smell of life
the owl spreads great wings
and glides silently into
the dark
swooping then rising
so too the sun
so too my heart 
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